Ghetto

Inspired by the World War II ghettoes...

 

Here lies the heroes of the Depression
And here cries the present of the Jewry
For the ghost of their past in agression
Had died for the future in apathy.
No flowers that grow and no birds fly by
Neither man dwells in this dull and gray place
For, when looking at its walls and its sky,
It reminds the reign of terror and haze.
Its story has become a history,
A long history of death and defeat.
But this ghetto shall live in memory
And in future shall not become a myth.
     Such is the show of power of darkness
     When great evil prevailed against goodness

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I admire your ability to weave words into poetic works of art. This is a powerful poem. The imagery is vivid with a time once forgotten. Hopefully to never be repeated.

"For the ghost of their past in agression
Had died for the future in apathy."

Amazing!

Thank you for sharing you talent.

[Prudence Desideria]

Very eloquent. Very necessary. Very true... Sadly though

"Its story has become a history,
A long history of death and defeat." while this may be true for that specific memory, that specific place, the same things are far from history and while we keep trying to remember people seem so prone to always forget...