The Holocaust

On this day of memorial I desperately wanted to write something beautiful in memory of the victims of the Holocaust, but the Holocaust was not beautiful, the Holocaust was death.

I tried instead to say something educational but the Holocaust was not school, the Holocaust was death.

I cannot begin to imagine the pain and suffering endured by those who suffered in death camps, concentration camps, slave labour camps, in ghettos, transit camps. The fear endured by Jew living in Europe when living as a Jew in Europe was a death sentence, when friends turned into enemies and the mere act of being alive was, in itself a crime.

So I shall not try to write something beautiful nor something educational I shall simply say never again shall we allow ourselves to be marched like lambs to the slaughter, never again shall we be powerless in the face of our enemies, never again shall we allow the world to grow deaf to our cries and never again shall we need to crawl on our knees to others in our hour of need.

With our backs to the sea and rifles in hand we say never again…and we mean it.

About the Author
Marc Goldberg is the author of Beyond the Green Line, a story his service in the IDF fighting through the al Aqsa Intifada