Memory Moving Forwards
The road thus far from Auschwitz-Birkenau
Continues being paved with good intentions,
Although there are frequent dissentions
From notions of human rights, even now.
Too many fingers ready to point out
Those who are to be considered others,
No matter they be sisters and brothers,
Even if unrelated by blood. Doubt
Does not seem to bother the demagogue
Who savours every bitter word spoken,
Yet has no words to mend a world broken,
Fractures they would conceal in night and fog.
Look for a fresh way, don’t just follow orders,
Choose the road less travelled, beyond borders.
D. A.