John F. McCullagh

Silver Star - 3,672 Points (09/28/1954 / Flushing)

Pink Triangle - Poem by John F. McCullagh

I remember when I walked the Earth
in the days before I died.
When Reich chancellor Hitler rose,
after the Reichstag fire.

I remember a November night
with a million shards of glass.
I never felt more all alone,
that night my lover passed.

After that, I had no rights,
I was forced to bear this sign:
A pink Triangle swatch of cloth,
by this I was defined.

I remember some with David's star
would look down their nose at me.
Yet We were under the same sentence-
had not our deaths all been decreed?

I remember when I walked the Earth
in the days before I died.
Before mein Fuhrer dug for me
my grave up in the sky.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

A tale from Nazi Germany

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 20, 2012



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