Holocaust Poem Honoring Leon Greenman


         

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Leon Greenman 1910 – 2008
(Holocaust survivor # 98288)

by Michael J Monteith


Well little did your mother know,
That she would never see you grow.
Nor could she ever contemplate,
The trials and horrors of your fate.
For never in her wildest dream –
Could she imagine Hitler’s scheme,
Or Chamberlain’s ill–fated news,
That left you trapped in Holland’s mews.
Could she have watched your agony –
And listened to your unheard plea.
Was she beside you on the train;
Did she somehow, share that awful pain.
That trembling trip to Auschwitz camp,
Through cold, and fear, and deathly cramp;
Not knowing what the purpose was,
Yet sensing some impending loss.
To see God’s children treated thus,
Was too perverse, too impious.
To see that number stencilled there,
And feel the teeth of Hitler’s snare.

She may have seen through anguished eyes,
The hand that stilled poor Barney’s cries.

Oh Leon, you lived your hundred years,
You must have shed a million tears;
So rest in peace, and be assured,
“We’ll not forget,” what you endured!

~~~~~~~

from the August 2008 Edition of the Jewish Magazine

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