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ANNA DIED AT BABI YAR.

Poem By: Terry Collett
Mystery and Crime


ANNA A JEWISH GIRL WHO DIED AT BABI YAR ALONG SIDE 100,000 OTHERS. View table of contents...

 

Submitted: May 17, 2008    Reads: 45    Comments: 3    Likes: 1   


Anna died
At Babi Yar.

No bright star
To light the place,

Or show the spot
Where she was shot.

Anna died
At Babi Yar.

No cattle shed
In which to hide

Or manger to rest in,
Just a ravine,

Dark and obscene.
Anna died

At Babi Yar.
No angels sang,

Least none was heard
Above the din of guns

Or victims scream,
The stuff of nightmares

Not of dreams.
Anna died

At Babi Yar.
No shepherds came

In awe to adore
From a distant hill,

Just chill winds
Which bite

And gnaw.
Anna died

At Babi Yar.
No magi came

With gifts
Of frankincense,

Gold and myrrh
Or eloquent words

Or talk of a star.
Anna died

At Babi Yar.
But soldiers came,

Brutal and brusque,
With SS signs

To mark them out
With bark and shout,

And their guns,
Sticks, kicks and box

Of killing tricks.
Anna died

At Babi Yar,
Beneath no star

To light the spot
Where she was shot.

Just a ravine
Dark and obscene.

Anna died
At Babi Yar.


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Irwin
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A fine example of how to use a motto to hammer home a lesson albeit subtly . Whole poem works very well.

Posted: May 17, 2008

Author Comment:

one poem of mine that know by heart. thank you.

It was a nice poem and very sad.one suggetion: don't repeat so many lines in every stanza. Other way it was really good!

Posted: Jun 7, 2008

Author Comment:

Thank you for reading and your comment.

intense.

Posted: Nov 29, 2008



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