lest we forget

from Dachau to Durham

a simple wooden box

in a small deep hole,

about 70 years ago

thousands of precious human beings were slaughtered,

their bodies incinerated at Dachau,

the ashes from an unknown number of those denied a future

were given to an American soldier, whose family finally found a way

to inter them, with respect, here in Durham, NC, USA, today,

with each handful of dirt we scatter into the grave

we remember the loss of the smiles, the gifts, the people,

who were killed in a mad dream called The Holocaust,



we work to remember lest we forget.

by Henry H. Walker

May 25, ’14