The following poem was written by Hilda Lebedun and shared as part of the Memory Project.
Again and again
I reminisce
About my life.
How can I forget
the pain and
the degradation
which was perpetuated
in terrible transgressions
upon my soul, my body,
and the very depths
of my being,
causing me
horrendous strife
in my life.
How many years
Have gone by
And I still miss
The ones I loved
And lost,
Not only that I lost them—
But how they died!
They murdered them
In their prime–
And I still
Love them
All the time!
And I have
New ones to love
And cherish.
I cannot forget
The ones I loved
And lost,
And I still mourn
And—O, God—
I still ask, Why?
[June 18, 2010; rev. 9-12-12]