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Creative Writing I –
...to part for ever from this beautiful life
1.
... to part for ever from this beautiful life
You’re walking alone along a bleak way between grey trees.
You’re on your most difficult journey.
You’re lonely and it starts raining.
Your face is getting wet, but not only because of the rain.
Your tears are rolling down from your eyes to your cheeks and dropping to the ground.
You feel a deep pain and sadness coming over you.
Your memories and thoughts are going crazy.
You know it’s over.
You open your eyes seeing the iron-sticks of your prison in front of you.
You’re hearing steps getting louder.
You’re hearing steps coming closer.
Then, no sympathy.
Volker Mühlberg
2.
I am dying for a world of beauty
Which glows with such light
That it is only my duty
To follow a way of night.
I am dying for a world of hate
Which fetters the people’s mind
That it seems to be too late
To change the eyes of blind
I am dying for a world full of force
But we all cling to hopefulness
That is why they cannot steal our source
Where we draw new braveness
Kerstin Land
3.
"...to part for ever from this beautiful life"
...leaving without making your dreams come true,
...but giving your life to others
...in hope for them to experience a better life
...to die and to motivate the others to stand up and to fight for human lives
...to leave them all, to be alone, but to stress that they are still together and to say that they can make it
...avenge us on our cruel murderers.
Olesja Budanov
4.
I’m sitting on my bed in the night
German voices, I search left,you search right
I hide under my bed, I’m lying scared of death, scared of dying
Where will they take me?
I still want to be
I know I’ll die today
It wasn’t my time but I have to go this way.
Sascha Urban
5.
Sitting here, crying, waiting for death. Fearing it.
Why does my life end in this way? Why? Without having said “goodbye” to my friends, my family, that’s still waiting for me, hoping to see me again. But they won’t. It’s so damn hard to part forever from this beautiful life. I haven’t even lived it! It seems to be so senseless, so hopeless, like everything is gone, forever, just like I will. Is there a god? Anyone who helps me? Or is there a life after death?
There they are, I can already see them, hear them, feel them. No, I don’t want to go.
Sascha Müsse
Creative Writing II – collage
1.
Dear father,
I’m a patriot. I will be dying for freedom, for a world which glows
with such light and such a beauty; I will be dying as a man for my
country. I have no fear of death because my love for you makes it
easier than I had imagined. I’m only sorry to have lived such a short
life. Tell everyone not to cry and think: although I will be dead
I will hear the bells of freedom!
Farewell
Volker Mühlberg
2.
The end, it’s getting closer.
The suffering, it’s getting harder.
We won’t get out of here alive.
But I’m not fearing it, death, the pain.
Sadly, we won’t meet again,
Sadly I won’t see you again
And I won’t ever hear the bells of freedom.
Avenge me, avenge us
On our cruel murderers.
Sascha Müsse
3.
If all the heavens were paper and all the seas of the world were ink, I couldn’t describe the cruel thing, which is all around me. I know that I may be late but I’ve got something to do, that cannot wait.
I won’t get out of here alive.Yes it’s true, I won’t survive. But I have no fear of death, slower and slower is my breath.
Vanessa Taddey
4.
Dear father,
They have allowed me to say goodbye to you. We will all die as men for our country. Don’t cry for me, I want you to stay happy. I know for certain that in a few hours, I will no longer exist. I’m not afraid of death because there are many of us.
Avenge us on our murderes
Farewell father, your son Aaron goes down into the humid earth
Sascha Urban
5.
Dear dad,
You know who I am. I`m a human being and so are all the other Jewish people. But please, tell me why are the SS men so cruel to me and to the others. Every night drunken soldiers come and beat us with wooden clubs and my body is black with scabs and bruises. They discriminate us only to have fun.I know that I will no longer exist. They will kill everyone, no matter if women or children, if Jewish or Christian. I won`t get out of here alive.
Because of the fact that we will meet again in the world to come. I have no fear of death. But in this sea of sadness I have at least the chance to send this farewell letter. I`ve been allowed to say goodbye to you which relieves me of the heaviest burden. I`m dying for freedom and for our country.
Hugs and kisses your daughter
Corinna
6.
Dear Mother, Father and Brother
The time has come to leave the world forever.
My life ends and I cannot do anything
The time has come to leave my friends and you
Things which we have not done in the past
Cannot be done in the future.
The time has come to choose an unkown way
And a feeling of fear governs my body
Does a life after death exist?
Kerstin Land
7.
Dear family and friends,
I`m going to die for freedom.
I have no fear of death, but I will no longer exist.The soldiers are cold
and strong, I don`t know what to do.They don`t care what we feel, every
night they come and beat us with wooden clubs.
I`m happy to be allowed to say goodbye to you.Believe in me, I´m dying for a
world which glows with such light,such beauty, that my sacrifice is nothing.
I shall be waiting for you and the day you arrive will be a day of great
festivity.
hugs and kisses
Love your daughter
Katharina Lügger
8.
I am drifting in the sea,
Dark and cold and wide;
Nobody and nothing around me,
Just death, following me and waiting everywhere.
Soon I will lose my power
and I can still hear
hard voices laughing about it
but I do not give up,
if I do not swim I will make it too easy for them.
It may not help me but all the others with me.
So I am drifting in the sea of ignorance and brutality,
I see all the seagulls
floating in freedom
but not noticing me.
N.N.
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