'Daddy, I...'
Shut up by hard labor for the night, my child says bye
That's when I take off my mask
Worn to show my child I'm strong-as if my tears are stored in a cask
I try to believe I'm strong
My ears try to block out the times the Nazis sing their song
My feet try to veil the broken glass its walked upon
Only to show my the child the merciless monsters haven't won
Only for my kid
Yet, at times my cask of tears breaks it lid
This is when my child is asleep
The Nazis may have shaved my head, but follicles of pain still heap
God, I have followed your religion of Judaism
But it seems you've brought me into 'sadisticism'
'Sadistic' because the opposite of common beliefs is practiced
Here, the damned go to the paradise of death and saved are tortured
Still, for my child, I shall try to be strong
My child is the reason I'm still alive-try to act like I belong
'Daddy, I love...' is what is said yesterday before sleep takes him
That's again when I'm left to talk with the lights so dim
So dim that I wonder if I'm a ghost
After today's hard labor, I feel I've followed a death-post
My friend has just died-damned in 'sadisticism' he was
Now, am I one of the saved in this religion left only to cuss?
Yet, no, for my child, I shall live in the best way I can
'Daddy, I love you...' is what he said making me feel like a man
In these dark times, my child can still say 'love'
For today I won't cuss and cry talking to The One above
The next day, my child says....
Nothing-that's what he says
Nothing-he's dead-gone
And now I'm left with no one but Hitler in mind knowing he won
I give up...
My tears being poured out of my cask cup by cup
To make me strong, I'll say it wasn't me who wrote this
The writer was sadness-achieved by Hitler's and the Nazi's kiss
Swimming in the sea of Sadness. Well done again my friend!
Maximum killings of humans were made in the name of religion, but if you carefully study you will come on conclusion that the killers were not sincere to their religion even. They just exploited religos sentiments for the sake of imperialism. You have written an impressive poem.
What can I say...I am indeed humble by your piece and am short of words. Considering your age and the skills you display here on this beautiful stanza, that shows you have places to go as a poetess. Hope to see you in high places as a distinguished poetess as the years unfold itself. Beautiful poem, full of depth and diction. Thanks for sharing!
Children indeed motivate the best in us. Powerful perspective my friend!
Children indeed motivate the best in us. Powerful perspective my friend!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hello Kazi I must say this is just awesome piece! Loyd