Jason Strimmer H. Evers
Christabel Bielenberg - Poem by Jason Strimmer H. Evers
A train to Bavaria in wartime
And she meets a promising young soldier
Except his story
Tells the pain of executing families and children
'Uncle! Am I standing straight' he heard the boy say to his uncle
This is his memory
Of his part in the so-called 'Final Solution'
That ever since then he has tried to kill himself
He has tried and failed to kill himself
In combat, battles, on several fronts
But still his wringing hands cannot tell
The ringing in his ears
The memory of final words said
Before he shot them.
Nothing will take the pain away
'All he wanted to do was die'
At night on the train in the cold
She falls asleep next to the promising young soldier.
She wakes in the dead of the night
Her head on his shoulder
And his sheepskin coat on her legs
She falls asleep again.
On a starlit night
Tracing along the tracks
Through the trees.
And when she next wakes
She looks around and he has gone
Finally escaping the shots that echoed in his head
And the sound of blood spilling on the loam.
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