Drawn To the Graves
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I think that this poem speaks for itself.
Just one explanation maybe? The little flags and dates of commands and posting of my father's 'service' during World War II, can surely be matched with the conduct and posssible crimes commited by the German Reichswehr. The data is indeed in the cellar and on the internet and I have no choice, but to dig deeper and maybe cry in shame and despair...
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
Copyright © Kai Michael Neumann | Year Posted 2017
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