Tuesday, 19 January 2010

Shoshanna Dreyfus

Tears and blood on my face,
I held my breath,
Covering my nose with my bloody palm..
Those are not my blood..
Those are the fresh red stains from my sister,
My once beloved sister that loves to run about on the field,
My sweet little angel that comes running, when I reached home from the farm..
No more sweet laughter, no more little giggles when I tickle..
That cold stiff faint smile, adorn her now blood covered cheeks..
Why did you have to go so soon?

Another loud bangs of bullets..

My papa and mama!
You’ve departed now..
Move to another dimension, toward a better destination, they said..
Farewell my guardian of the soul, Farewell my goddess of heart..
May you finally find your happiness..
Together, as you laid now, with your blood covered hands intertwined..
I love you mama, I love you papa!

Bangs and bangs followed..

A sigh was all that left..
I’m all alone now..He’s gone..
My hero, the one I always count on..
The arms that used to hold me during thunderstorm..
Now fall to the ground helplessly..
Goodbye my brother..
You’ll stay in my heart forever..

I hear nothing now..

I’m numb..

If those bullets doesn’t kill me..The stillness in this room under the floor WILL!!

I picked whatever left of me, crawled silently towards the opening..
I can see the grass..green and lush..as if asking me to run with them..
I must run to freedom! I must slip away! I must fled!
I ran! I ran! I ran!
I didn’t look back..no hopes of returning..
My family are merely a memoir now..

Then I heard those words..
Those foul words of a killer..

“Goodbye Shoshanna!! Have a great life..”

I ran faster..
On a silent oath of a bitter revenge..

(My interpretation of Shoshanna Dreyfus’ feelings when she witnessed her whole family got killed in front of her eyes, and she’s the only one managed to escape from the massacre. – Inspired by the movie: Inglorious Basterds, 2009)

Novenia – 19.01.10 – 10.44

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