Forget Me Not Poem by Alanna 14110168

Tielo had never been prouder
He had proved his citizenship
His dignity was in an uproar
Immense
Yet hideous
Hideous pride...

He laughed
He threw back his handsome, chocolate hair
His mustache was cut to look similar to his leader's
Tielo idolized him
We don't.
We didn't.
Ever.

Tielo approached the kitchen
He could smell the turkey
Green Beans
Mashed Potatoes
It was a long day
He deserved food
According to him...

Eva was moaning
She longed for him
She missed him
She saw him die...
Eva reached her head
To tear out her blond, long hair
In despair
She remembered
They shaved it last week
Eva buried her face in her hands
Wept

Tielo heard the cries of a twenty-year-old
'Who the hell is crying?
I'm have them flogged for this! '
His pride rose
Pleasure was sky-high
Boiling
Surging
This was what he was born to do
Why he was a Nazi in the first place

He grabbed his riding crop
He could hear her screams
One more body to throw into the furnace
It'll keep him warm tonight
Polish nights are bitter

Tielo approached the 'cabin'
Little did he know
His life would change forever...

Eva rocked her arms
She was unaware of Tielo
She started humming a lullaby
Tielo watched
'Is she rocking a baby?
No, that's impossible
They shot all babies that entered Auschwitz.
How could this have...

Eva hissed....


'Süssmann, dear Süssmann....
You were named after your Papa
Papa would've loved you...

Your papa was a great man, Süssmann.
Strong
Kind
Tall
You inherited his short, black hair
And shiny blue eyes
When we were forced to wear
The Star of David
And parade in the streets
He never let me become embarrassed
About my beliefs
About the Lord...
Papa didn't have an honorable job
Wasn't a Rabbi
A doctor
A lawyer
He was merely a flute player
He would play his flute for hours on end...
I remember your laugh...
You loved Papa's music...

When we moved to the ghetto,
When we moved with almost nine other familes
His songs were the only thing that kept us sane...
We would dance for hours on end
He never got tired
Or ran out of breath
If he lived...
I'm sure he would be famous...

Then a notice came up, dear Süssmann...
'ALL HEALTHY MALES 18 TO 55 WILL REPORT IMMEDIATELY TO WORK FOR OUT GOOD COUNTRY'
He packed
The flute had to be left behind
I was crying
'Don't cry' he reassured me...
'I'll see you soon, my love...'
He was wrong...

Three weeks later,
We were reported to leave at the train station...
We could pack dry food
A change of clothes
A pillow
We couldn't bring Papa's flute
Nor your favorite rattle
Or even my wedding ring
We were jammed into an old, dusty, cockroach infested
Cattle Car
Eighty-three of us...
jammed into one car...
I was confused
You were crying
What's happening?

About eight hours later, we arrived in the hell
We were all cheering
Fresh air
Wide open spaces
We were wrong
After I entered, someone took you away from me...
And lead me to be shaved
I saw the same man
He was laughing horribly
In my state of confusion and shock
I knew something horrible was happening
He threw you up into the air...


...he took out his revolver....'


She couldn't finish.
She let tears fall freely

Tielo was shocked...
...he was listening the whole time...
That man...

..was him.

'Süssmann! My baby!
You were just an infant!
Why?
Why did one little baby have to die? '
She stopped crying...
She laid her head down on the 'bed'
She closed her eyes
In loss

Tielo was horror-struck...
'Oh my god...'
What has he done?
He killed a little baby boy!
Not only that!
Hundreds of babies!
Children!
Men!
Women!

People...he had just murdered people...

He imagined that he tossed his own son into the air...
Taking out a revolver...
Killing the boy

Tielo was felt guilty
Fearful
Horrified

Tielo touched his Nazi Symbol on his arm
Then the riding crop
He chucked the riding crop away
And ripped off the symbol
He stared at it with hatred
With a mighty war cry,
He tore it apart

Eva was hiding in the shadows
Tielo's eyes stared
Eva's gaunt ones stared back
Tielo couldn't take it anymore

He threw his head away from the woman
And turned towards the electric wires...
He ran towards it
Tielo Willahelm Hollander leaped