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      June 27, 2020A Fragment of the QuiltGeoffrey Philp

      Sometimes I wonder which badge
      I’d have been assigned—
      red for political dissidents,
      black for the “Rhineland bastards,”
      a yellow star as a Mischlinge, Second Degree,
      or purple with the other Jehovah’s Witnesses,
      although they were beaten
      with clubs on the other side
      of the Atlantic in Klamath Falls,
      Oregon, because they refused
      to salute the American flag
      or to kill their brothers and sisters
      in Germany, who went to church
      on Sundays wearing belts,
      “Gott mit uns,” and murdered
      the helpless on Monday.
      Would I have had the courage
      of Wolgang Kusserow, who before
      he surrendered to the fate the Fuhrer
      had designed for conscientious
      objectors, could write to his family,
      “We know our faith will be victorious,”
      and repeated Psalm 83 under his breath,
      “O God, do not be silent;
      Do not keep quiet or still,”
      before he stepped into the courtyard
      of the Brandenburg penitentiary
      to face the guillotine’s blade.

      from Poets Respond

      Geoffrey Philp

      “After living 60 years of my life as a Black man from Jamaica and taking a DNA test where I discovered my Jewish ancestry, I am astounded by the endurance of Nazi propaganda and the need for constant vigilance.”