#HolocaustMemorialDay “Reason”

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From long years of ‘normal life’

Many wonder of the knife

I blessed and thrust inside a foe

Who would not hear me saying “No”.

In prison, I have pondered long

The circumstance that made me wrong.

Yet acting not would have defiled

A promise once made to a child.

 

When I was young, I knew a man,

An ‘uncle’ in my cultured clan

Who, child himself, was forced to flee

From mother’s love and father’s knee,

Crossing nations to escape

Those who meant his life to take

And caring not, for they were wild

Who did not flinch to kill a child.

 

I was too small to understand.

I just knew my uncle’s hand.

With kindness, generosity,

All he gave was Love to me.

T’was later, reading in a book

Of the lives the Shoah took

As horror upon horror piled

I made my promise to a child.

 

I wondered, if it had been me

Living in that Germany,

Would I too be deaf and blind?

Refusing in myself to find

The courage needed to oppose?

Today, I’m answered, for I chose

To, once, abandon meek and mild

To keep a promise to a child.

 

I wrote this poem in prison. Today is a good day to share it.

Thank you to Keith Osmund-Smith for reminding me of it.

 

My victim was not seriously harmed, although I did do slightly more harm than I intended at the time. I really do regret that and I probably apologised for that in court. And my victim was a bully; she colluded with other bullies and the park I lived on was rife with the harassment of minorities. I stood up to them and they all hated me. Given the way the energy was going, a lot of crime towards me was about to be committed, by both my victim and others. My offence halted this energy in the park itself, although it continued to pursue me through the criminal justice system.

Maybe I was wrong, but I’d just had enough of being bullied. Doing the deed as a shaman meant there was a chance some good could come out of it and, if I atoned, I’d be forgiven.

But, as a woman, I will NEVER regret acting!

 

 

 

 

 

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  3. wild woman indeed …lol
    i salute you …
    when bullies torment and take pleasure in the humiliation of others.
    its only right that someone stands up to them on behalf of those who have neither strength nor courage to defend themselves ,
    if we are a civilized society, then we must be prepared to defend our weakest sections

    bullies must understand that some of us will use violence with the utmost brutality if needed ,
    in order to stop the actions of thugs & bullies.

    fascism didnt start with gas chambers …it ended with them

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