Thursday, April 16, 2015

"Shoes" - Yom HaShoah 2015

There is nothing more depressing

Than lost
Shoes.
Abandoned without their souls.

Their scream from within camps
Auschwitz
and
Majdanek
Crushes the soul.

Their souls cry out to us
And tell a story.
Each sole weaving stitches
Of a life discarded.

And 70 years later,
The decaying leather remains
Row
After
Row
After
Row
They stare out through wire cages,
With acrid stench
Burning nostrils
Of those walking the quiet barracks.

Their soles beg us to
Never Forget.

Nightly
I wander amongst the rows.
I hear their cries.
I gasp for air.
Though it has been 28 years since
I walked in their shoes,
The smell of their abandonment haunts me.
I cannot escape.

I remember.



For Aron and Lisa and some 6 Million Others