I remember her well,
A young lady from a village in Southeast Poland.
She was intelligent and beautiful,
Caring and passionate.
From Wołyń she was.
A child she had,
I think in '42.
She also had a loving husband,
Remember him as well I do.
From Wołyń they were.
Then 'they' came,
Out of the forests under the cover of the dark,
Donning their armbands,
One half red,
The other black.
Armed with axes, guns and scythes.
They brutally ended my people's lives.
To Wołyń they came.
They butchered my neighbours...
One by one.
That young lady's child...
They crushed his head under their boots.
That young lady's husband...
He was split in two from their axes.
And as for that young lady I knew...
She suffered the same fate.
From Wołyń she was.
But Wołyń she never left.
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Author:
Borys Sawicki (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem, I'd like to dedicate to the victims of the Wołyń massacre. These tragic events took place between 1943 and 1945 in Volhynia and East Galicia. The OUN and UPA, began a genocide against the Polish. The methods used to kill the Poles were truely unhuman. These included pulling people apart with horses, mutilation, killing pregnant women and tearing out their unborn child, among many others. The reasoning why I wrote this poem is as follows. I am Polish myself, and I feel obliged to remember what the OUN and UPA did to my people. Second, my grandfather, was there in 1945. He was there to fight the Ukrainian fascists. Some of the things he saw when he was there, even I can't mention here without feeling sick. To those who want to know more about Wołyń, here's a link. http://volhyniamassacre.eu/ \r\n However, I do need to say - I do not think all Ukrainian peoples are evil. As a matter of fact, many helped the Poles in many ways.
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Comments1
Well written and haunting poem.
Do you recommend the 2016 film Wolyn, as a glimpse into the whole senseless tumult and slaughter?
100%. Go ahead and watch it. Sorry for the late reply. Been a while since I logged on.
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