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K' I ' I j 1 3, I XX Yllt wi thi M ,K 'I' l T' x 1 X ',,,N X f x U A y 5 . 1 ea- 00 00 . 5, . 1 , B o s XT' I , 5' 4 'lui . 'i' 'L . 5 t i SS- - N v Q f' Y, J We X 1 I l Q21 XR , xg Q i liI1s,, . ' I , I 'X-'ec 42. ie H ffl --X-.L -- gi. :fog-Q The Death of a Toy by Jeudi Rosenfeld Night. The sky's sombre blanket envelops all in downy, caressing softness. Hate. It pierces my very soul and my heart bleeds. Fear. Cold beads materialize and then disappear, leaving me chilled. I am alone. Ira-he is dead now. They hauled him off one night and played a game with him. They fired. He was their target. Miriam-she is gone too. They starved her and beat her until she melted in convulsing pain. My father, my mother-members of the long parade that slowly marched. Animals to their slaughter, sensing in every step the nearing fumes of death. Heavy chains lacerated their mortal flesh. Muzzled like dogs. Abomination. I will fool them. I will not let them throw me into their ovens and laugh as I turn to floating ash. I will not be tortured. I will not be killed. I will not die, a toy of their ugly game, a plaything of their inane pleasure. Oh, please help me. I must escape. I must leave this infernal hell-hole. I must once more breathe air that is fresh and alive. Air that is not putrid with the rancid fumes of death. I have the pass. I know what to answer. My name is as one of theirs now. My clothes are as theirs are. My speech has been assimilated. How dirty I feel dressed in the garb of scum, how repulsive, But this shall not last! Once I escape, my soul shall be cleansed by freedom. No longer will I wear the yellow badge of shame. I will wear a bright badge of pride that will glisten as I walk and radiate with the brilliance of self-respect. The wire fence is near now. Like the deadly thorns of a desert plant its lethal claws protrude. The sentry paces back and forth with a hard, conditioned gait. His steps are short, direct, equal, precise. I hate him. I hate them all! My eyes brim with anger and its violent offspring reach my lips in moist, briny droplets. He de- mands the pass. Oh, be with me now. . . The next morning the mangled body of a I5 year old girl was found. They played their game of darts and one more was added to their pile of human flesh. The body of the toy lies dead, but the soul is rising upwards. . . The heavens seem happy now. Their beauty is embellished by a strange antici- pation. The milky-white clouds spread their fluffy arms in welcome. The smiling sun beams down on the little soul with caressing warmth. On earth she was tred upon and stepped on. On earth she was hated and shamed. But here the little soul knows it will be different. Here the little soul knows she will be loved ....
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