A Rebel
My identity unkown
But I am not alone.
I am not one of them
Rather, I've been condemned.
The Wave started small
But then it spread to all.
I couldn't choose
What was there to lose?
But after threats I began to muse
And in the end decided to refuse.
Bad idea, he said.
And beat me down, his fists like lead.
Dirty Jew, Dirty Jew!
Astonished, I flew.
Away to be known, away to be heard
The Wave was becoming violent, absurd.
And there is my story, never again to be told
Now let the drama set forth by such unfold.
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