Touch of Pink

They were taken from their homes
Placed behind walls and barbed wire
Considered to be a plague on humanity
Crimes committed, so the leader would say
All they did was be different
But that was enough to give a reason
For the camps

Years of pain written in textbooks
Most students learning of this tragedy
But the knowledge gained is limited
Only one group is really mentioned
The rest lost in the spaces between
Words on the pages, unmentioned
All suffered from the same hand
Left to be forgotten

Just a triangle of fabric
That holds a history entrenched
With the pain and suffering
Of a past that few will understand
This symbol worn for all to see
Just a touch of pink
A protest of current discrimination
For there is no forgetting
And never will we be forced
Into those camps again