holocaust

Valley of dry bones
tell your story

Of my despise
And Your misery

Stripped bare like
barren tree you dignity
And vaporised you infancy

Your young men fold
Your old men cold
Your Virgin’s bruised
Your Mother’s cursed

Whilst ostrich seek
more grains of sand
The nation’s ears
touched by their screams
The nation’s voice
drowned by its own hand

Traced tracks of tears
as Son is shunned
Filled up the void
with guilt and sin

The fear imposed by eagle’s wings
The fear realised the venom born
Vale of dry bone’s abiding groan
Survivors of the winters lash
Echo’s the heart of poisoned past

Sean Benjamin 2006