I appreciate this poem of yours. When I read it I feel in a sort of surreal state, I can see a Jewish person slowly walking, looking around at the stillness, reflecting on the horrifying events that took place. This person now has nothing but the raggedy old shirt on his back, everything was brutally taken from him. I think the best part, that really sealed the mood of the poem is the last line, "Who and what am I now?" This Jewish person was stripped of everything and treated like a rabid animal, a disease, and now that everything is over he isn't even able to identify himself as a person anymore because he asks not only who am I, but what am I? That was eye-opening for me. Anyway I think this is really good.
I would just like to point out to you the second line, "Not knowing if my family are dead or alive", it should be if my family is dead or alive, because family is singular.
Your poem is very visual, and evokes a lot of emotions. Good job!
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