(This is a poem I have written in response to the Holocaust Deniers who make a mockery of and deny the reality of historical Truth)
Of late the faded photograph, grainy and old,
Intrudes upon my mind
And sears my sleep.
The women – naked, exposed –
Led helplessly to an open grave,
Striving still, to shield their beauty,
Hands covering breasts and mounds —
Enclosed by encircling arms, one protects her child
Now never to be born.
Nearby with rifles stand
Who think they are men,
leering at the capturing camera,
Bearing witness forever to their unholy glee.
In the vast economy of God,
Whose loss is worse?
The women, whose beauty is only transformed,
Or the unthinkers who destroy themselves?
I feel such a sense of foreboding for the Jewish people worldwide and for the State of Israel. Our amazing president has managed to fail all of our strongest allies. Will Israel stand alone? Prophesy says so. The Lord has said He will bless those who bless them and curse those who curse them.
Where will we stand?