It’s a somber day of remembrance today. I didn’t want to post too many of my Poetry Month daily poems, but today, I feel moved to.
April 24, 2017
(Yom HaShoah/The Day of Holocaust Remembrance)
Six million is far too great
a number to fit within my
head, too great a number
to be dead for no reason,
no reason anyone sane
or humane would accept
Still, it’s six million we must
remember, must not forget
nor let horror fade into a
hazy denial of such a scale
of evil, unless a sick reprise
festers to burst in a viral time
The catastrophe cannot
be repeated, and we heave
against the bigotry and greed
that gave it birth, then or ever.
This world has had too much
of sorrow, scorn, and slaughter.
Light a white candle. Speak a kind
phrase to the anguished. Sing
a song of grace. Offer praise
for all survivors. Strive to believe
in the sun, even unshining, and
in the One, who today is not silent.