Alexander Povolotsky


The Yellow Star of Jewish Ghetto


The Yellow Star of Jewish Ghetto
Deep into my skin is set to
Six million weeping yellow stars
Are in my heart as painful scars

They radiate such burning light
Like sun, which rose amidst the Night
The Night of Death, the Night of Sin
The Night of Crimes against my kin

Yet through the covers of that Night
These yellow stars did shine so bright
With cry, which spreads through Universe,
Six million voices strong eternal curse

To beasts, with swastika on sleeves
To killers, torturers and thieves
Who brought such Shame on Human Race
Which no one ever will erase

Six million weeping yellow stars
Are in my heart as painful scars
I want the World to feel my pain
For Jewish lives being lost in vain

Submitted: Saturday, April 27, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 24, 2013

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  • Gajanan Mishra (4/27/2013 10:50:00 PM)

    But I want the world to share my pleasure instead of feeling pain.
    Please read my poems with pleasure and comment. (Report) Reply

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