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Present Memories
In Memory to My Father
My father was killed there . . . just weeks before.
Did the suffering
Drive you wild?
Did you think of me
Your child,
Did you cry?
I know, you’d rather
Spare me the gory truth . . .
Oh, father!
No, the details
Matter not!
But, dear God
You forgot
A man who wept … .
And begged for life,
Not for himself –
But for his wife . ..
You saw a father’s
Tear-
But showed no mercy!
Not a trace
Of compassion . . .
You watched the pain,
‘till his brothers
Were all slain . ..
And still my faith
In You is great,
And still I trust You –
Without hate;
For when he prayed
His dying word:
To save his daughters
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