Kindertransport Poem

A Doll And A Suitcase

A beast is loose

Upon the Earth.

A goose-stepping monster

Devouring

Our children,

Our people,

The World.

There is nowhere

To go.

The world has shut its doors

And locked them.

We are standing on a ledge,

Teetering,

And we must fall-

And yet,

Hope.

England,

England of kings and empire

Offers

To take our children,

Only ten thousand,

Just the children-

How can we not?

It is life!

Wide eyed

With tears,

Our dear ones ask;

Mama,

Papa,

How can I leave you?

You must.

You must!

What will you do?

We will be fine.

But in truth,

We know the monster

Is ravenous.

Each with a suitcase

And perhaps a doll,

The children are gone,

And safe.

We have stayed,

And we will die

For you see,

The doors are shut

And locked.

By Michael Peck, 2006.