The boy who traveled a long distance
Not so much was his existence
Shifted away to a faraway place
Where they lived for countless days
Soldiers, haters and killers were there
Every hour they heard someone blare
A friend he made, a stranger he was
He always looked sad, for an unknown cause
Bruno and the boy met everyday
Travelled a distance for the friendship to stay
Not known to the dangers around
To meet each other, they sneaked without a sound
He got food and chocolates for the boy to eat
But some days they couldn’t meet
Striped pyjamas people used to wear
Their feet with blood and all bare
Worked hard day and night
Too see this wasn’t a pleasant sight
Each evening they talked a lot
Of food and sports and whatnot
They decided to make a team
A team to search for the faraway scream
Crossed the fence and wore the dress
The striped pyjamas, not well pressed
A camp they entered, people were killed
To see all this
Lost between people, no way to come out
Both of them died and never to be found
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