Today
he asks a question
I'm not sure how to answer.
"Rosey? What is a holocaust?"
My mind starts flying and in his blue eyes
I see reflected: the tears of countless children,
blackened skeletons of houses stripped of their treasures,
grey ash falling- softly- like snow,
inhuman screams of mothers torn from their familys,
broken crys of men pushed past point of bearing,
the fires of hate engulfing the world.
I see all this and more...
Then haltingly- I try to explain,
(To a child!)
-War.
