for Mela, my Mum,
By changing her name, she escaped certain death.
One word, one life,
Another word, another death.
Five letters to freedom.
She changed her name,
Bobbed her hair,
Daubed
The Holy Water
Like
Eau De Cologne.
Changed her name
From "Priest"
To " Grimm".
(If you could choose
Any name in the world,
Why "Grimm" ?)
Her name "Kohn",
Was certain death.
Brother Walter,
Already sent East,
Father Ernst,
Died of grief,
Grandmama,
Dragged by
White hair,
Grandpapa,
Stripped,
Stark
Naked,
At ice pond's
Edge.
Poetry by Esti D-G
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Written on 2007-11-06 at 22:21
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By changing her name, she escaped certain death.
One word, one life,
Another word, another death.
Five letters to freedom.
She Changed Her Fate
She changed her name,
Bobbed her hair,
Daubed
The Holy Water
Like
Eau De Cologne.
Changed her name
From "Priest"
To " Grimm".
(If you could choose
Any name in the world,
Why "Grimm" ?)
Her name "Kohn",
Was certain death.
Brother Walter,
Already sent East,
Father Ernst,
Died of grief,
Grandmama,
Dragged by
White hair,
Grandpapa,
Stripped,
Stark
Naked,
At ice pond's
Edge.
Poetry by Esti D-G
Read 644 times
Written on 2007-11-06 at 22:21
Save as a bookmark (requires login) Write a comment (requires login) Send as email (requires login) Print text
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