Alan .S. Jeeves

Two Hundred Smiling Orphans

Two hundred smiling orphans

Playing in the sun.

Two hundred smiling orphans

Jolly, having fun.

Two hundred smiling orphans

Protected by their master...

Two hundred smiling orphans

Destined for disaster.

 

Two hundred smiling orphans

Understanding their new ways.

Two hundred smiling orphans

Enjoying happy days.

Taught by Janusz Korczak,

Father to them all,

Two hundred smiling orphans

Learning to walk tall.

 

Two hundred smiling orphans

Trapped within a war.

Two hundred smiling orphans

Blind to what's in store,

Two hundred smiling orphans

Timid, weak and shy...

Two hundred smiling orphans

Each condemned to die.

 

Two hundred smiling orphans

Marching down the street,

Two hundred smiling orphans

In the Autumn heat.

Two hundred smiling orphans

In his wake like ducks,

Led by Janusz Korczak...

Author of their books.

 

Two hundred smiling orphans

Transported far away.

Two hundred smiling orphans

Facing their last day.

Two hundred smiling orphans

Taken for a stroll,

Along with Janusz Korczak...

Father of their soul.

 

Two hundred smiling orphans

Arrived at their new place.

Two hundred smiling orphans

Marching on apace.

Two hundred smiling orphans

Alighting from the train...

Would they and Janusz Korczak

Ever smile again?

 

Two hundred smiling orphans

New their dolour is told.

Two hundred smiling orphans

Their memoir to uphold.

Two hundred smiling orphans

Going on before.

For they, and Janusz Korczak,

Will smile for evermore.

 

                            ASJ

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



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