Poem by Maria Miraglia
A LIE
Poland 1939- 1941
They only gave me twenty minutes and
told me
I could bring a suitcase with me
just one
I was afraid
but that old cardboard object
took away from me
the fear of something terrible and imminent
suggested the idea of continuity
over time
the miserable things pressed inside
would have been needed tomorrow and
the day after again
But it didn’t take long
to understand it was the offer
of a fleeting illusion
a lie
to make things easier
it would be of no use
if not to become
a silent testimony
of the occurred tragedy
@ Maria Miraglia
