Remembering Kristallnacht
by Ilan
Is it love in the marshes for the sun is down and t'is cold to be locked in a dungeon with metal bars and empty stars
Is it love to be across the oceans surrounded by cold currents and the sharks of teeth, in this great underneath deep dark deep dark tinkle tinkle not a twinkle
Is it love if liberty is in chains and the veins of menare blue for the women too. Slaves enter this courthouseone by one upon which judgement upon which bare breasts and empty nests until the hammer downAh the frown
Is it love if birds blue if your lover tooand the world cruel
All the Hitlers that killed love and life that stamped numbers that made tattoos out of men, bones out of souls and fires out of books Remember Kristallnacht
Is it love if ye killed if ye music stills,less the lust and t'is for youblack daffodills
When ye sleep at nightwhere does it end and when ye awake in thee sweats and stares What of all your tomorrows.
Is it love In the comas of Morpheus dost come Thanatos and our dreams are not
Is it love if you fall, less humanity's grace
And all that's left are numbers,is it love? Copyright Ilan Cohen