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We are Warsaw Ghetto Warriors
Not Sheep to the Slaughter
I wear the Star of David for my people
crushed beneath the weight of oppressors
who have come and gone
destroyed us and come undone
I wear the Star of David for my people
who went like sheep to the slaughter:
babies, children, women, and men
who had nothing left to defend
I wear the Star of David for my people
who fight like warriors of the Warsaw Ghetto
even when the world can’t stand to see us win
we protect our homeland
because it is all we have left
Lindsay Soberano-Wilson is the editor of Put It To Rest. Her chapbook Casa de mi Corazón: A Travel Journal of Poetry & Memoir is available at lindsaysoberano.com. Find her on Medium, Instagram, or Twitter. Lindsay Soberano-Wilson ©2021.
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