Ghetto: A Poem

April 5, 2021Samantha (Sami) Silk

the path that we now follow
is the Exodus our ancestors never chose
flooding with pain they died not to swallow
the past spills into the river and flows

we cross a blue bridge
over blue waters
just like our Jewish mothers
and our Jewish fathers

we walk cobblestoned streets
and enter a wide open square
no longer crowded with fleets
of men with guns who always glare

in the station there are lines for trains
with people pushing and shoving
there’s special treatment for the elderly with their canes
and people give up seats because they’re loving

but I can’t help but think of the lines that used to be
with people shot crying and trying to leave
when “special treatment” meant killing the young and elderly
and there weren’t any seats for anyone to even thieve

empty chairs around the square
illuminate the shadows of people gone
and where the men sat who didn’t care
as they hunted us like wolves killing a fawn

we return to this ghetto
as strangers yet again
our hearts beat an allegretto
but this time we’ll live to say— 

Amen

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