Help
By Rozalie Jerome
I cry
I torment
I angst
With the weight
With the task
With the burden.
Few understand
Few care
Yet 6 million
remember
6 million
Were there.
Forget me not
Is their cry.
Forget me never
I decree
I’m carrying it out
Redeeming the lost
Redeeming the cost
In my efforts I try, Lord—I’m trying
Amidst the
tears
Amidst the
crying.
Help me
not to forget
Help me
to release the woe
Help me to fight the foes
Of our people
Of Your precious treasures
Your martyred ones.
I need Your help to release the stories
In stealth
Yet great wealth
Help Me to release
The art
The song
The drama
Of our lost ones
I long to carry their story
Lord
To a world
That just might forget.
Help me
To seize the day
Help me
To seize the moment
To touch the heart
Of
The next generations
To the issues of Shoah
The shame, the loss and the deaths
Somebody help
To raise up a generation
Of a
Caring
Loving
Humanity
For Your sake
Lord, Your sake
I’m just a servant
Please
Keep
Me
On
Task.
Help.
