I do not write to place myself apart from others of my creed;
Nor do I forge my thoughts and heartbeat in phrase and verse
To stand aloof - empowered by misguided pride.
I write, in order that I may take my place
As one, In tune - In touch, with my most inner self;
To meet my fellow man, in heart and face to face
And let him know that I stand by his side.
I do not write to gather fame or fortune from my words;
Nor does my heart bleed endlessly in metaphor and ryhme
To stand alone - in grief wherein I meditate.
I write, in order to distance self from those whose race
On guard, With guns - enmasse, await the smoking train;
On board are those whose fate I share, whose fear I face
When, hissing steam - as cattle - we reach Auschwitz gate.
I do not write to hear my voice a silence on the wind;
Nor do I speak in shallow prose when thoughts cry from the deep
To stand uncomprimised - enlightened by dark history’s page.
I write, in order that I join in spirit, mind and soul
With you, In keeping - in holding, of all things we share as one;
That which makes us human, completing we the perfect whole
Ensuring that we never tread alone life’s theatre’s stage.