Jacemo Poem by jerry hughes
Jacemo
His name was Jacemo,
later anglicised to Jack.
A nondescript little man
distinguishable only by
the tattooed numbers on
his forearm.
He came with nothing
and left with even less.
Save a scribbled note
in Yiddish that read:
'Please, will some kind
person say Kaddish for me? '
(To the memory of the
Jacemo's who didn't survive.)
A poignant expression of a Jewish heritage. Beautifully expressed. love, Allie xxxx
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4/23/2024 12:32:59 PM # 1.0.0.1119
That's beautiful... Sad, but we need to remember. Maybe we are on the edge of another create divide. Dan Hanosh Dreams Are Yours To Share