Holocaust Remembrance Day 27.1.2020
This year,I have discovered
All the people
My father
Couldn't bear to talk about.
Too painful.
Too sad.
Overwhelmed by grief,
He wanted to spare me
The horror,
And so he never
Spoke of them.
All his cousins,
Aunts and uncles,
And there were many of them,
Wiped off the
Face of the earth.
His parents,
The grandparents
I never knew,
Who said they were
Too old
To start again
But pushed my father
Onto a train
To freedom.
Their only trace
Remaining on a
Family tree
Etched on a
Genealogy website.
Place and date
Of death,
Neatly printed
Under each name,
Treblinka 1943.
Twenty three souls
Extinguished.
Poetry by Esti D-G
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Written on 2020-01-27 at 13:53
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