I am tired of eating all this dry bread
I look at my salary and bills and I dread
Where will the next cent come from I wonder
I look in the mirror at myself and wink
I need a miracle as nothing else will do.
I heard my favourite song on the radio
I began to praise God and lose control
I have hands to clap and feet to walk
Why should I not smile and not talk
I myself am a living miracle.
I will never ever get depressed and down
I will never walk around with a frown
I will never hang my head in shame
I will never think I will never accomplish fame
I am a miracle, God's favourite miracle story.
In my heart, you're still here
I think my eyes are going crazy,
They keep telling me that I'm seeing you.
My ears must be fooling me,
I still hear your sweet voice speaking.
My mind is living in the past;
It has forgotten that you're gone.
There must be something wrong with my heart,
For it is convinced that we're still in love.
I talk to you just as I did before,
I set the table for two as if we're dining together,
And I picture you lying in the empty couch.
Your presence is all over the house as when you were here.
I'd crave you if I could accept that you're no longer mine,
But in my heart, you're still here.
I don't miss you because everything is the same since you left.
Your love is so great that it lives on in my mind.
The Holocaust - 'Shoah'
(celebrating my Jewish Heritage)
I'll never forget the Holocaust
I never will.....
being ripped away
I never will.....
freezing boned up
the screaming high the banging on the wall, the sounds of slaps and bruises, bawls and howls
I'll never know for what "hollow cause"
the value of those cry struck nights
with the moon high in the sky
the mountains, the valleys
the locked doors, the bounded hands, vibrating glass, the banging to be released.
I will not forget the horror
running for my life
escaping the gun, the knife
".....man don't touch me there
I am not your wife ..."
I can't forget the hollow cast
the rooms of torture and scorn
I was not on any stage or in theatre ...
Nothing was operating.
No one condemns a man
especially a leader
especially one who is an
educated bible reader
I will not forget the holocaust
life is meaningless
Star of David be my crown
Smooth my forked frown
black, yellow, red or brown
My mind is shattered, never to be found
glass breaking shots shaking the high silent sound ......
"it neva have fi go so"
Helen-Ann Elizabeth Wilkinson