Silent no more...

It began with a hunger

A hunger like before

They had always had less

Not more

How it would end

They could not have known

One day they were hungry

The next gone

The poor Ukrainians

Stalin abhorred

Five million dead, maybe more...

Realization too late

Famine too wide

All that was left

Was to wait and to die

Without the strength to move

Strength to search

Death

Without a word