SOBIBOR
Something for Holocaust Memorial Day - but a different angle.
They took us near Vinnytsia in 1941
Supply lines long since severed, ammunition all but gone.
We numbered 97 boys, all from Podillia’s lands
They shot a half of us right then as we raised our hands.
They ordered us to strip our dead beneath that wintery sun
I’ve asked myself a thousand times, “What would you have done?”
They shipped us north to Poland along with thousands more
And onwards to this barbed-wire Hell that’s known as Sobibor.
Inside these walls of horror there is no Wrong, no Right
Just wake at dawn; make sure that day you live to sleep at night.
And do just as they bid you to, as all of us have done
I’ve asked my friends a thousand times, “What would you have done?”
I’ve ripped the women’s clothes off to show the guards their tits
Then hauled the bodies on the cart and heaved them in the pits.
I’ve beaten aged Jews to death to give the guards their fun
And begged their souls a thousand times, “What would you have done?”
John Coopey
Sun 29th Jan 2023 09:07
It is indeed complicated, Stephen, and I fear entrenched in our anthropology. I am reminded of Ed McCurdy’s (Simon and Garfunkel) “Last Night I Had The Strangest Dream”.