Jesus and the Holocaust supplementary material for Session 2
"You are being dehumanized"

Amir Gilboa

It dawn, the sun strolled in the forest
Together with me and father,
And my right hand was in his left.

Like lightening a knife flashed among the trees.
And I am so afraid of my eyes' terror, faced by blood on the leaves.

Father, father, quickly save Isaac
So that no one will be missing at the midday

It is I who am being slaughtered, my son,
And already my blood is on the leaves.
And father's voice was smothered
And his face was pale.

And I wanted to scream, writhing not to believe,
And tearing open my eyes.
And I woke up.

And my right hand was drained of blood.

Jesus and the Holocaust