Axis & Allies - damowords

Anti‐Semitism
Iin the heart of European Jewry,
Fair city of the Rotheschilde high finance,
Moses Grunfeld is dismiss’d from duty
Former friends fillʹd with fiery arrogance;
His old friends jeer,
“Go scum, go spread the news,
Your kind vil not vurk here, you & your filthy Jews.”
He walk’d (they forced him from the tram)
Into the Jewish boycott,
His heckles up, hands all a‐clam,
Ran thro th’abusive gauntlet,
Trying to buy some bread & jam,
Grief was all he could get…
On the horizon crept a storm of tears,
He went to tell his father of his fears.
He wander’d thro the cemet’ry
Between the Jewish graves,
On bended knee, in misery,
Tears streaming down in waves,
The tomb of his parents some scarlet Hakenkreuz enslaves.
Frankfurt
1934
Death of Anatoly Stiltski
As Phoebus prick’d the dusty harvest haze
Stalinʹs lapdogs surrounded quaint Moshny,
Amid this bastion of the old ways,
Anatoly fear’d for his family;
Ring of cold steel
Constricts the feudal home,
Machine gun muzzles wheel & lacerate his form.
His wife & daughter wail & gnash,
Sons’ weep tears of stinging pain,
All toss’d aside like filthy trash
‘Brethren’ burning all the grain…
By slaughter’d cow, with puss‐fleck’d rash,
They staggerʹd thro Ukraine
To this modern city of cold concrete
Where hunchʹd, hungry man‐shadows stalk the street.
While pondering in pity’s square
Children beg with a song,
Old merchant’s stare shall soothe despair,
“Your boys look fit & strong ‐
Come work for me!” her family timidly tag along.
Kiev
1934