To Gaza with Humble
Apologies – A Poem
I am a Jew
symbolic of the carnage of Gaza.
I will walk on the ravished desolation of destroyed lives
places where Apache helicopters fired yet another missile
on to crowds reduced to charred remains.
I wonder how to make contact for I am ashamed.
What justifies the brutal rampage of terror and murder?
Now in Rafah where entire neighborhoods are reduced to rubble
Where Israeli tanks and bulldozers made in USA
Add an extra 2000 families left homeless.
They flee on donkey carts piled up with nothing to nowhere!
No food, no water, no money, flattened neighborhoods from the reign of
Where has hope gone? Where are the olive groves I love so much?
Does anyone remember the Nazis sixty years ago?
I am going to Gaza and wonder.
How can it be that arms will be outstretched to welcome me?
Will they see my pain as one with their pain?
I arrive with humility, afraid to witness once more
Man's inhumanity to man.
Rosengarten, a refugee from Nazi Germany is a psychoanalyst, Buddhist
practitioner, poet, writer and a pacifist. She contributed this poem to
PalestineChronicle.com. Contact her at: firstname.lastname@example.org.
I arrive with humility, afraid to witness once more..