A poem to inspire seeing the storm
See the storm.
See it, don’t hesitate.
Remember what happened. What went wrong.
See the storm. And this time
make it stop.
In her diary, Anne Frank wrote about hearing the thunder rolling in. About how the world was being turned into a desert. She was in the midst of the worst atrocity in human history. Like her, people had heard the thunder, had seen the storm coming. But they weren’t able or willing to act.
After the Second World War, the world said “Never Again”. Never. Again. We haven’t been able to keep that promise. Too many storms were seen, but we chose to let them rage. Let them ravage another place, another people. Today, 27 January, is Holocaust Remembrance Day. It’s now 76 years ago that Russian troops found the Auschwitz-Birkenau concentration camps. And in these 76 years, I hope we learned, finally, how to recognise storms, how to recognise the sound of thunder rolling in. And how to act on that.
It starts with remembering. So today, remember what happened.