How long I stayed in Łomża.
One day,
Without warning
We were loaded into boxcars.
Even the girl with blond braids
Who swore she was not a Jew.
We were told
We were being taken to
A clean camp
With less crowding
And more food.
As the train gained speed
The girl with blond braids
Squeezed herself through
The one high window
And threw herself from
The moving train.
Only God knows now
If she was a Jew
Or not.