Testimony Poem
*Original* By Otto Wolf
Saturday, May 5, 1945
We pray. A new month has arrived. The weather is gloomy. Every now and then, we hear rifle shots. We assume they come from the sentries along the road where the DP's are retreating. We have a little bread with butter for breakfast. Lunch consists of bread with jam. We pray again. our thoughts and prayers are constantly with our Otosek and with the prospect of liberation for all of us. [...]
Saturday, May 5, 1945
We pray. A new month has arrived. The weather is gloomy. Every now and then, we hear rifle shots. We assume they come from the sentries along the road where the DP's are retreating. We have a little bread with butter for breakfast. Lunch consists of bread with jam. We pray again. our thoughts and prayers are constantly with our Otosek and with the prospect of liberation for all of us. [...]
My Testimony Poem
Its the begining of a new month
with gloomy weather and we hear rifle shots,
We eat lunch and dinner
constantly praying withour Otosek,
And with the prospect of liberation
for the all of us
with gloomy weather and we hear rifle shots,
We eat lunch and dinner
constantly praying withour Otosek,
And with the prospect of liberation
for the all of us
