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Hindsight
As fast as the hydrogen gas in the Hindenburg exploded, While that vast zeppelin was dropping its ropes, To land at a mooring mast in America,
That's exactly how fast my life-force escaped me, When I died, a year later, in Berlin, during Kristallnacht — My bloodied German citizenship null and void.
Perhaps I should have anticipated such disenfranchisement, Estrangement from the grudgingly tolerant society Into which I believed I'd assimilated...but I didn't.
Now, in this strange, vaporous twilight hindsight of mine, I realize that the Hindenburg contained enough Giftgas To exterminate six million Jews...and it did.
12/08/08 - (2)
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