Mauthausen
Yirat Adonai...
Mauthausen
- Mauthausen
- I dread venturing to Thy hallowed grounds,
- Where thousands of persons had perished.
- Was I even invited there? To stand at the bottom of the stairs, looking up at the crucifixion of so many?
- Who invited me to that desolate place?
- The man on the very left in the photograph. The one with swollen eyes shut. The newly battered one.
- What might be your name, sir?
- I am coming to see you.
