When the people you love most,
And who love you the most,
In the whole world
When the people you’ve grown up with,
Who know everything about you,
Every flaw and every virtue
When the people you’ve loved
All your life,
And who’ve loved you right back
When the people who’ve been there for you,
And took care of you,
Every single step of your journey
What do you do when you discover
They are the kind of people
Who looked the other way
While Jews were being marched into gas chambers?