Amidst the dark, ominous clouds,

Hidden, a rainbow.

In that pool of stones,

Hidden, is a diamond.

Among the flocks of smiling faces,

Hidden, is a crying one.

Far in those teary eyes,

Hidden, is love.

In that life of sorrow,

Hidden, is a driving hope.

Behind those hastily tied plaits,

Hidden, a life of conflict.

Somewhere in  that shaky voice,

Hidden, a warrior; somewhere.

And the little girl went to school,

more than what everyone saw;

You see she was a Jew,

in Nazi Germany.

                                                                                        -By Lavanya Gupta


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