The White Rose
for Sophie Scholl

We have already forgotten
Our people, shattered by their losses
What Is – what is is not enough
Night writing on walls is risky

Our people, shattered by their losses
but I am apolitical, a quiet activist
Night writing on walls is risky enough
when total war is the demand of the hour

but I am apolitical, a quiet activist
Remove our gloves not to bare fists, but pick up a pen
when total war is the demand of the hour
Take her away

remove our gloves not to bare fists, but pick up a pen
Is it reason or treason to resist with words?
Take her away
I recommend you tell the full truth

Is it reason or treason to resist with words?
I can only admit what I know
I recommend you tell the full truth
When will we be afraid?

I can only admit what I know
What can we rely on if not the law?
When will we be afraid?
How dare you raise your voice

What can we rely on if not the law?
Better start writing
How dare you raise your voice
We have already forgotten, simply forgotten.

 
Wendy Thompson

 
 
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