Memorial Poem for the victims of the Holocaust
A lone girl holds her mother’s hand
“What are they doing? We have done nothing wrong.”
The next things her mother said
were sung in a lullaby song--
“I love you now and forever, and I will never let you go.”
With the golden stars upon their chests
the ice, once welcomed, now a freezing foe...
forced into trains, an old man trampled unto his final rest.
The lone girl holds her mother’s hand
“Why have they taken daddy, where is he now?”
The true things the mother said
were as a solemn vow--
“He loved you now and forever, and would have never let you go.”
The hungry weeks went on and on
it appeared this mother’s sickness had begun to grow,
every frozen night and starving dawn...
The lone girl holds her mother’s hand
“Where are we going? These rooms are dark and cold.”
The last words this mother would have said
were never even told--
no chance to say goodbye,
or even “I love you so”
just two out of 6 million...
the girl didn't get a chance to know.
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Unlike the noticeable majority of the people who have shared their voices on this website, I am fairly different. I am different in that I have been lucky enough to live a life not pursued by racism, fear, or struggle. I am grateful I do not have the experiences to share about such suffering. If I tried to write about a poem on, let's say, Civil Rights or Poverty, I would find myself vastly out of my league. However, because I live a life of such normalcy and comfort, it allows me to observe. I see the holy in the mundane. My words are my attempts to sanctify the ordinary. In more... realist terms, the main focus of my poetry will usually pertain to melancholy, and the subtle desire found in every human for a serene mind. I will try and confront the dusty ideas found in the attics of our brain, and keep them from dying. Never let the grief of how things once were keep you from missing how things will be in the future. As Jody's grandfather from John Steinbeck's short novel "The Red Pony" would say, "The westering is gone from people". It may be true, but for love's sake, I hope it is not.
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