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Pink Triangle
I remember when I walked the Earth
in the days before I died.
When Reich chancellor Hitler rose,
after the Reichstag fire.
I remember a November night
with a million shards of glass.
I never felt more all alone,
that night my lover passed.
After that, I had no rights,
I was forced to bear this sign:
A pink Triangle swatch of cloth,
by this I was defined.
I remember some with David's star
would look down their nose at me.
Yet We were under the same sentence-
had not our deaths all been decreed?
I remember when I walked the Earth
in the days before I died.
Before mein Fuhrer dug for me
my grave up in the sky.
poem
by
John F. McCullagh
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