Testimony Poem

"Thanks To The Lord"

For days Theres been a red sun
Soon it will set; Nearing the horizon
Thanks to the lord.
Red as blood, like a bleeding wound
In Every Direction, Suffering stares
Trouble never ends
Thanks to the Lord
As I feel responsible for every single pain
From the moment I became
Empty, I feel as
If I were Dead
To the end of my diary,
Thanks to the lord.

Moshe Flinker, September 6th, 1943