I'm a first generation Brit... parents escaped from Hitler in 39 with just a few days to spare before Sep.3rd.


Holocaust

I walk along
Carrying the Holocaust
With me,
Wherever I go.

In my bag,
A book about the survivors,
A man they experimented on
And left with nothing,
Because he could never forget.

An article from a friend
Sent from New York,
From one Jew
To another,
Because we can't
Forget.

Tears well up
In my eyes,
Even though
It finished
In '45.
Because I can't forget.

My grandparents whom
I never met,
Are always
With me,
Clearly cross-referenced
On the list,
By those
Cold,
Efficient
Men
With typewriters,
Who never forgot.






Poetry by Esti D-G
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Written on 2005-10-11 at 12:25

Tags Holocaust  Sadness 

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Teala
wow--this is touching and very sad. You know, some people think they have it bad today...even the bad of today doesn't touch what happened at the hands of the Nazis, especially Dr. Josef Menegle. ( not a real Dr...real ones don't torture people) I have read a lot about this myself..and it still makes me cry to hear anything about it.
2005-10-13


F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
there is no comprehending genocides... this marks an atrocious time in our history which must never be forgotten... though its been many decades this has gone by, the horrors of this will live on forever... a very touching poem... im with ange1a on this one, it disorients miserably to think such things have gone on and are still going on today in parts of the world... thanks for sharing :f

later... xx
2005-10-12


chasingtheday The PoetBay support member heart!
i have a poem called starved spirit that touches on this subject though it is not posted at the moment here. i live on the outskirts of a large jewish community. though i am not jewish myself but polish, my father came over here during the second world war and stayed afterwards. we will never forget the insanity of the holocaust, there will always be reminders for us, in poetry as here, books already written, books that will be written, photographs, artwork. a solemn piece.
2005-10-11