A\N: Just so you'll know, Shema Yisrael is Hebrew- it's a whole paragraph that says how G-D is the only G-D, etc, and when a Jew is murdered, that is often the last words- kind of to show whoever is doing the murdering that that person didn't break him…he's true to G-D right up until the end…
I stand and watch, from afar
As smoke rises from a huge pile
At first it looks like garbage
But it's bodies, being burned
In that pile are many
So many whom I know
Mama, Papa, my brothers and sisters
They can't hear me cry
I long for Mama's warm, soft embrace
For Papa's bedtime tales
I hope with all my heart and soul
That this is all a dream
But as the dust drifts into my eyes
And the ashes singe my cheeks
I know that this is no nightmare
And I begin to scream
I reach a trembling hand out
I stretch it towards the pile
"Mama! Answer me!"
My voice echoes, all alone
The pain tears into me
I feel it in my heart
I cannot breath, I'm choking
The fury is so great
I call again and again
I am crazed with my pain
Then the pile draws closer
I'm flying!
No, not flying, being carried
A young man holds me tight
He brings me toward the pile
And I begin to shriek
Not from fear, nor from anger
I cry with happiness
I'm joining my family
I'll be with them once more
The man lets go, he throws me in
I see the flames draw near
I spread my arms in glory
Now, I'm flying threw the air
I'm like a bird, finally free
As fire licks my feet
I'm going home, I'll be where I belong
The place I hold inside
And as I am consumed by flame
I let out one last call
It's my weapon against the evil
It is my revenge
I'm showing them that they have not won
They did not break me down
I open up my mouth
And I shout "Shema Yisrael!"