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Drawn To the Graves
Drawn to the graves Unbeknown clarity develops like root canal treatment festering wounds and scull bones loom on the route In reason and feeling I have no choice but to venture an ancient drill grinds away carbon in my father’s grave Gravity certainty narrative German post war collective guilt betrayal crimes against humanity ‘we only followed’ Orders commands yet propagated propaganda and demise a generation later my prerogative to look away falls by The wayside on the path to Auschwitz the stench the cries train tracks total war extinction ‘Lebensraum’ final solution My officer dad a cog in the wheel just a soldier or willing perpetrator and I too am getting longer in the tooth of time ‘What did you do what did you not’ and on a map in the cellar times and postings little flags of when and where I cannot avoid the void any longer and my atrocious search for atrocities smoulders at boiling point and the search is On for the roots which must be exposed from gold fillings extracted to knowledge before cavities lie filled with pain Might be covered with exposure of who I am as my father’s child
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