A guard came in to the barrack
and greeted the Jews
by shouting out their numbers
he picked out five of them:
three women, a mother and her daughter
he forced outside

smell of burned flesh
from the cantina
followed behind.

They arrived at a building
and were pushed in
by wielding clubs and whips
they were locked inside
with an echo

the daughter said:
”The man was very nice.
He let me keep my doll!”

Her mother squeezed her hand
and the pipes
brought the room not water,
but a sticky smell.

The daughter ducked it to play
with her doll
she felt a taste of sweet,
like lollypop.

Outside a guard whistled
a lullaby.