History of Sorts

I wish I could myself in your shoes and understand what you went through, but I can’t.

I could never understand the pain you suffered or the hate you encountered. Nor could I imagine the anxiety you must have had.

I wish I could myself in your shoes or see the world through your eyes, but I can’t.

I am not able to comprehend the evil that you have seen. Nor can I fathom the desperation you must have felt.

I wish I could put myself in your shoes and feel what you felt, but I can’t.

I am not a child like you were, I am an adult I don’t experience life like you did. Nor was my innocence ever betrayed.

I wish I could put myself in your shoes for our family names are nearly the same, only 2 letters of a difference.

You were Wolf Klein aged…