The Black Messiah
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The Black Messiah
The Black Messiah
by Sonia Weitz
A black GI stood by the door
(I never saw a black before)
He'll set me free before I die,
I thought, he must be the Messiah.
A black Messiah came for me...
He stared with eyes that didn't see,
He never heard a single word
Which hung absurd upon my tongue.
And then he simply froze in place
The shock, the horror on his face,
He didn't weep, he didn't cry
But deep within his gentle eyes
...A flood of devastating pain,
his innocence forever slain.
For me, with yet another dawn
I found my black Messiah gone
And on we went our separate ways
For many years without a trace.
But there's a special bond we share
Which has grown strong because we dare
To live, to hope, to smile...and yet
We vow not ever to forget.
Sonia Weitz's Poetry
Writing poetry has been central to Sonia Weitz's life from an early age. It has helped her cope with her emotions in the aftermath of the intense trauma she experienced during the Holocaust. And it has been her companion through the years when events in the world and her own life trigger painful memories, or push her to speak out against injustice and man's inhumanity towards man.