Kit Kelen #934 - apotheosis - Béla's fate

934

apotheosis

Béla's fate

1944

the Americans are coming

then the radio is taken

a ghost is like a cloud

all vanishing

look up!

and look around yourself

you won't know who

you never know when spite

in the last war

so kind the American prisoners

Christmas we gave them presents

then White Terror, Red Terror

some things in life you won't opt out

in this sun the buttons shine

the buckles

death is a starched uniform

a bullet could take generations

it won't matter that you served

1944

the Germans are here

the Soviets are coming

the Arrow Cross in charge

you think overcast, even teeming

but it's autumn already

bright, crisp

no radio

but we know

the Americans are coming

the Germans have left

so many trains went with them

whole quarters emptied

now a ghetto

the Russians will be here

it was a bright clear day that one

the Arrow Cross in charge

I witness

but I don't know what

no running at the end

more like a dentist's waiting room

though nowhere to sit, no magazines

short sharp

you see the others go

I'm here surviving just to say

the river will wash us all down

looked up to a little cloud

and just a wisp away

it was a bright clear day