I wrote this poem after hearing of the Polish government’s legislation limiting discussion of the Shoah. Most, if not all, societies try to suppress the disturbing events of their past. It is the role of historians, artists, and activists to remind them of their buried misdeeds.
They are committed
to erasing their memory
they have placed themselves
upon the table
soon the lobotomy
then the plastic surgeon
to take away
their scars
They will rise en masse
one smiling
nation
happy to have forgotten
Jedwabne and
Kielce
happy to have stopped searching
through the mountains
of ash
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