you
you show yourself my people
emerge reach out from miles long dense deep ditches covered with lime and
burn layer upon layer rise up up from the deepest bottom most layer
come from Treblinka, Sobibor, Auschwitz, come from Belzec, Ponary, from all the
other camps with wide eyes open frozen cries and soundless screams come from
marshes deep sunken swamps foul moss come you dried ground crushed Jewish bones
come form a big ring around me a great ring grandfather's grandmothers
father's mother's carrying babies come Jewish bones out of powder and soap
emerge reveal yourselves to me come all of you come I want to see you I want to
look at you I want silently and mutely to behold my murdered people and I will
see yes can be the harp I will play
I play I sat down low on the ground I played and sing sadly oh my people
millions of Jews stood around me and heard millions of murdered a great
throng stood listening
only and me
shooting
crazy
Me no gen, but I'm glad to see, I shall put you on the farm.
I shall put you on the farm, I shall put you on the farm.
I shall put you on the farm, I shall put you on the farm.
I shall put you on the farm, I shall put you on the farm.
I shall put you on the farm, I shall put you on the farm.
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