Once, known as Elie, an individual, living a free life.
Now, referred to as “A-7713,” just another number in the sea of prisoners.
Once, the boy who cried while he prayed just because something told him to.
Now, a boy who didn't cry, not even when his father died.
Once, God’s student, faith and loyalty unyielding.
Now, revolting against everything he once believed in, no longer sanctifying God’s name.
Once, eager to learn, love, and live.
Now, broken and bruised, “...nothing mattered to me anymore.”
Once, as happy as a dog with his head hanging out of a window.
Now, a survivor of the ardent flames that consumed him entirely.
Once, devoted to his studies, and so full of life.
Now, he seeks only to eat, remembers no