Poem

Shame’s echo

Imagine the inferno billowing insidethe ashen cheeks of an AmericanGermanas she first heard of the Shoah,took her first showerafter learning of gas-gushing plumbing.Imagine her rueful shamethat she had not known,not spoken against Hitlerwhile time yet remained,perhaps at her having sent penniesto plant a tree in Heidelberg. Imagine her guilt, fellow daughters and sonsof the Jewish American… Continue Reading Shame’s echo

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Never Again

Red stains the walls of the mosque of proud Hebron,red on the floor and red on the ceiling,as rage blossoms red in the hearts of the people,but no anger remains in the eyes on the floor. Some claim it was done by a single lone madman,a nut born in Brooklyn, New York, USA,who used a… Continue Reading Never Again

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