Gillian Commerford

Auschwitz - Poem by Gillian Commerford

Once I overheard a middle-aged Jewish woman
talking to her Rabbi
telling him of how she and a friend
travelled to Auschwitz
and finding so much sadness there
decided to do something happy
as if to spite the sadness.
So they danced on the railway line
leading to that camp of death-
two middle-aged women holding each other.

This to me say so much about the human spirit.
If I could I would paint a picture.
Will someone paint it for me please?

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 17, 2012

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