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It being Holocaust Memorial Day, I thought that I would post a poem in honour of those who have had their lives cruelly robbed from them so unjustly. This will be the only change to the release schedule for the foreseeable future, so I hope that you will indulge me.

I realise that any poem, especially one written by someone like myself who will never know that kind of fear, pain and loss, can truly do justice to the mass murder that has happened all over the world for centuries. But I hope that my meagre offering will be accepted for what it is: a tribute to those who have lost their lives and an act of solidarity with those who are still being oppressed and killed in the world today.

To lend your voice to those who have had their voices taken from them, please visit the following websites:

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Now, I most humbly present the poem for this week: Remember


Weakness found.

That chink in the armour

That one note that resounds

And resonates in people’s souls,

In their inner darkness.


Rumours spread.

‘Did you know?’ ‘Have you heard?’

We the victims fill with dread

As we feel the hate,

Feel the bile.


Promises made.

‘We will rid you of this threat!’

We shrink and quail, we feel betrayed

By those who had sworn to defend us

To protect our rights.


The punches reign.

A body lies twisted and broken in the gutter.

Another life, it’s murder again.

Another coffin lowers into another grave,

Another grave forever closed.



Nothing done.

An ‘investigation’ bears no fruit.

Hope sets as the sun

As all faith in the system fades

Fades into naught.


Laws passed.

And suddenly our fears are confirmed.

This prejudice has become law too soon, too fast.

We must go; we must flee this place,

Flee for kinder shores.


Spirits broken.

The curses and punches crush our resolve

And our bloodied noses are a potent token

Of the pain, the oppression, the universal exclusion

Exclusion from the society we helped create.


People suffer.

State-endorsed hate rules the streets.

Victims give up, buckle under.

But a few strive, as few of us resolve to resist

Resist the hand we were dealt.



Resistance appears.

Refuse to accept the hate, the violence.

We will not be ruled by their hatred, by our fears.

We refuse to allow our hope to sleep again,

Sleep lest it never awake.


Laws repealed.

The Powerful say ‘sorry’, shirk responsibility.

‘We could do nothing; our lips were sealed.’

The People accept, they may even agree

Agree with this cowardice.


Statistics alone.

The numbers express hatred that is left, the violent remnants.

State-endorsed prejudice has, apparently, gone

To leave cold, facts, hard figures

Figures to denote lives lost.


It’s history now.

Articles, novels, textbooks recount the events;

Unable to capture the hunger, the fear, the sweat on our brows.

The feeling that we were helpless, powerless,

Powerless to change a thing.


Earth’s peoples remember

Remember all the hated, the despised.

Remember those lost to the annals of time, lost forever.

Remember their pain, their loss,

Remember that time, remember.


And, if I may offer a brief prayer


Eternal rest grant unto them, oh Lord

And let perpetual light shine upon them.

May they rest in peace.


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