I didn’t choose that path back then.
\nI was afraid. Too oft warned of the
\nConsequence of being myself.<\/p>\n
I am Janice Joy, not Joy Elizabeth,
\nThe child whose body lay in blood
\nThat hot August day.<\/p>\n
The dogs were gone, and my arm
\nStill whole, yet wrapped in bloody
\nCotton torn from the shirt of my\u00a0hero.<\/p>\n
I have chosen the wrong path
\nAgain and again, wondering of the
\nConsequence of truth, or opening the door.<\/p>\n
It’s been the devil waiting there
\nTo test the sacredness of life,
\nAnd prove that Jews are not a chosen few.<\/p>\n
Who knew a child could prove them wrong,
\nCome back again, and with a song
\nRemind these demons of eternity?<\/p>\n
Yet still, the pain of death and life
\nIs not a pastime I adore
\nOr want still more.<\/p>\n
No.<\/p>\n
I am done being her.
\nProbably the wrong path again
\nTo take in this fascist state.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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