There've Been, of Course, Many Holocausts

 

A poem for Holocaust Remembrance Day:

 

There've been, of course, many holocausts.
How come only one gets to be "The"?
Each equally horrific, though some are lost,
Hard to tally, or ancient history.
Only one was just pure genocide,
Lacking any other conceivable aim.
Obliteration, total and worldwide,
Could be the only goal that might explain
A factory of death, efficiently
Unloading loved ones from boxcars to be gassed,
Shoving them naked into ovens, routinely
Turning millions into heaps of ash.

 

© by Nicholas Gordon

 

Audio and Video Music: Chariots of War. By Aakash Gandhi. Music free to use at YouTube. Illustration Credit: AI.

 

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Holocausts Are Sui Generis

 

A poem for Holocaust Remembrance Day:

 

Holocausts are sui generis.
One sees in all the same totality.
Lest one think they're not so numerous,
One finds some in Deuteronomy.
Can the annihilation of Sihon,
An utterly explicit genocide,
Under God's command to overrun
Some lands where only Jews might now reside,
Thus stated be aught else? How can a Jew
So soon, so soon, such nightmares still pursue?

 

© by Nicholas Gordon

 

Audio and Video Music: Parzival. By William Rosati. Music free to use at YouTube. Photo Credit: AI

 

To see this poem on my site, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/holoca.html. For more poems about Jewish history and culture, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/jewishpoems.html .

Poem of the Week

March 5, 2009 #522

Dear Subscriber:

This week’s poem of the week is a political poem.

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Yours,

Nick Gordon

The last depression led to holocaust.
The rationale for massacre is fear.
Long before it starts, the game is lost.
The neighborhood of hate is always here.
The best place to begin is one's own heart.
There the mad dogs pull against their chains,
Lusting to tear some stranger's throat apart,
Rage that only love and patience tames.
Each heart becomes a lantern in a crowd.
Yes, people see according to your light,
As you by theirs – but speak of love aloud,
Lest other voices drown the coming night.
And do not turn away from victims' cries,
For evil's spooked by nothing more than eyes.

© by Nicholas Gordon