Blood Phlegm Sore Throat

"... NO TO THE DEATH, who died in Auschwitz."

Entrance to the extermination camps of Auschwitz

Never close your eyes, never turn away, never again retreat before a " discrimination" that affects only one of our brothers, because of its origin , language, color of his skin or because of his political, religious, sexual ... " not to repeat, from the ash pit, death ".




Auschwitz

There, Auschwitz, away from the Vistula,
love, along the northern plains,
in a death camp: Cold, funeral
rain on the piles of rust and tangles
iron fence:
and no tree or bird in the air
gray or from our thinking, but inertia
and pain that the memory of his silence leaves
without irony or anger.
From hell opened by a white
written: "Work will set you free"
door was still smoking
of thousands of women pushed out from dawn
kennels
against the wall of the shooting or smothered screaming mercy
water by mouth
skeleton under the gas showers.
You'll find you, soldier, in your
history in the form of rivers, of animals, or are you also
ashes of Auschwitz,
medal of silence?
remain closed braids in the polls even close to
glass amulets
and infinite shades of small shoes and scarves
of Jews
are relics of a time of wisdom, wisdom of man who makes
measure 'weapons,
are the myths, our metamorphosis.

On stretches where love and pity and tears
rotted in the rain,
there, no one was beating within us, a
no to death, died in Auschwitz,
not to repeat, from the ash pit
, death.

Salvatore Quasimodo

(from the website: www.dicearchia.it)