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An Imperfect Life
poetry by Fr. Harold Macdonald
I remember remembering the Shoa
how it devastated my confidence
bankrupted my own culture’s common sense
drowning decency - no ark nor Noah.
How I began again to find a way
towards the God whose goodness paid the cost
to mark my journey by the holocaust.
“Post-holocaust”. (“Post-modern” some would say).
Since then, that most deliberate genocide,
we perpetrated horrors past belief
capacity for ill without relief
brazenly displayed; seen and not denied.
How I learned again the need for Goodness Infinite
to overcome all evil; every wrong make right.
composed on the sixtieth anniversary of the liberation of Auschwitz