IN REMEMBRANCE OF MY MOTHER

Mother! . . . Mother! . . . Motheeeeer!! . . .

Where is my mother?
Mother . . . where are you?
I want my mother!
Why isn’t she here to put me to bed?
Mother, come kiss me good night!
And so, on and on . . . and on . . . .
So cried, my four year old sister,
While I tried to console her.

Mother! . . . Mother! . . .

Tears, and more tears kept flowing down our cheeks. . . .

About a year later, an older sister informed me
That our mother was dead.
I used to sit by myself, under a large tree,
Thinking about her.
Then, one day I realized that no matter how
much I cried, or called for her,
She would never, never, answer me again,
Nor come back.

She was a martyr!
And with her, many many more.

Today, we, her five children,
Are survivors of the Holocaust.
But from her . . . we only have her memory.

Yes, we are very much alive!
Thanks to the Almighty.
Thanks to our mother.

And, now forty years later,
We still grieve for you, mother,
And, for all the Mothers that Hitler murdered!!
Yes, mother, I still for you shed many tears.

To you mother, and to all the mothers
In the whole world,
I dedicate this poem
And beg to God to bless you all!

Jeannine Poler

“COME FORWARD, HIDDEN CHILD”

COME FORWARD, HIDDEN CHILD.
HIDE NO MORE.
YOU ARE NOW FREE! WE ARE NOW FREE!
FEE FREE! ENJOY YOUR NEW FREEDOM.

MEN AND WOMEN WERE VERY HUMANE:
THEIR FAITH, COMPASSION AND COURAGE,
HELPED SAVE THE HIDDEN CHILD
FROM THE HORRORS AND MONSTROSITIES OF NAZISM.

TWO, THREE, FOUR YEARS OF HIDING . . .
FORTY, FIFTY YEARS OF SILENCE . . .
IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE.
HOW VERY MUCH ALIVE YOU, AND ALL OF US ARE.

YES, HIDDEN CHILD; COME FORWARD
LETS ALL COME FORWARD!
AFRAID, NO MORE!
THE WAR IS OVER.
OUR TIME OF HIDING HAS ENDED.

REMEMBER . . . YES, YOU WILL
REMEMBER . . . YES, WE WILL,
REMEMBER . . . YES, THEY WILL,
FOR GENERATIONS AND GENERATIONS TO COME . .