When I wombed
My father walked into the gas chamber.
When I was born
My mother walked into the chamber.
when I open my eyes.
My community walked into the creamatorium.
Six million lives walked into the chamber.
that never have exit to leave
When I escaped, I called it \"holocaust.”
That happened again on October 7.
It is happening in my vicinity across the west.
The East is not exempt from the Holocaust.
It is not me, the victim of the Eastern Holocaust, but I am untouchable in the East.
Names are different, but sharing experiences of the western and eastern holocausts
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Go vegan! —Dr.Suryaraju Mattimalla, poet, vegan