TIME FOR PROOF

Which train will you put me on to prove I’m Jewish?
My toy train from childhood?
And what’s the destination to be –
A Ukrainian ghost town still oozing radiation?
A provincial town in Belarus, average-sized?
A marble tombstone tilted to one side, next to the granite banks of the Neva?
Would you ask me to count the dead from both sides?
Who by water?
Who by fire?
Who in the sunshine?
Who in the nighttime?
And a crown of Jewishness will be put on my head like a barbed wire tiara,
Like a mark of honor from citizen Cain,
So there: I’ve proved it.

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