Book

I am right, I am left and somewhere in between,

I document all the horror that the world has seen.

I tell about the pain of living differently,

I patiently explain the struggle to be free.

My words express my ideals so carefully thought out,

And why the status quo has left me with some doubt.

I will not change your mind, you’ll do it for yourself,

Mostly I just sit upon some dusty shelf.

My thesis might be wrong,

some say I don’t belong.

Will you take me home to read,

Or to the bonfires feed?

After all, I’m just a book,

What harm can come from a look?

LDT February 26, ‘23

“Where they burn books, they will ultimately also burn people.”

-Heinrich Heine (1823)
(Heine’s books were among those burned by the Nazis.)

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