Transformation
You stare at me so sweetly
lift those tiny eyes
raise your chubby finger
so, so high.
I look behind the barricade
wonder what to do.
Am I defending my country,
or living a lie so untrue?
You chuckle and you giggle
laugh with so much pride
crawl toward me
and I want to hide.
“Kill that little Jew!”
My master shouts from behind
“pull that trigger,
no time to change your mind.”
With this I pull the trigger back
fist tight around the gun.
I point the pistol toward that voice,
the unexpected deed is done.
My Nazi commander hits the ground,
head spinning through the air
blood pours from the remains
I have little care.
My heart is pounding,
words are none
doubts erased
toss away my gun.
I turn around again
smile at what I see
the baby’s smiling face
is looking back at me.
Year’s go by, and I reflect
on everything I’ve done
memories long buried
emerge from shade to sun.
How was I so wicked
filled with so much hate
torturing other beings
unmindful of our common fate?
Love all beings.
Learn from each other,
turn aside from hating,
for all men are your brother.
We are given this world
as a precious gift
create it as you wish
seek always to uplift.
Never give up hope
have faith we will succeed.
Violence is not the answer
this prayer I hope you heed.