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