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Several years ago I was in Prague staying with a friend who lives there.. He invited me for a trip out to a place called Terezin . It is a walled town, and was used for imprisonment in both World Wars .. the Nazis used it in the 2nd War to house Jews, dissidents and Resistance fighters.. Many died of sickness and disease in the terrible and overcrowded situations, many were shot or killed , and thousands took the journey from here to the Extermination sites..

I went to the Museum , a simple place that deeply affected me, with it’s children art  and photograhs and accounts of the horrors that took place here and in other places …  A remarkable matter is that the Jews being held here established their own council to make representations and deal with matters of concern , but also many of the very gifted captives used their talent in artistically creative ways 


O Terezin

You place of sin

Of death and degradation

Holding place

For terror camps

For Jewish execution

“ The Final Solution

Of the Jewish Question”

Young and old

Side by side

Unaware of genocide

Children leapfrog



Into fratricide

O Terezin

Fortress camp

Served as Jewish ghetto



For mass extermination

Demonic torment

Brutal treatment

Dignity repressed

O Terezin

Your famine

Your death

Disease and excrement

The torture

And the nakedness


Screams and cries

Squeezed like cattle

Sent to die

‘Sie wurden in den Transport eingereicht…’

Began the note

To those whose plight

Would be a one-way

Train to Auswitz


O Terezin

You living Hell

Your Machiavellian posturing

The charade the lies

The twisting of the knife

To cover the Evil of your ways



You could not


The spirit of your captives

Who snubbed their noses

At your evil and depravity

And broke out into song and dance..

As their last chance at freedom

And of life ….

With poignant levity

The people made their puppet shows

Their vaudeville

Their operas

Their concerts and their pantomimes

While poets uttered rhymes …

Most touchingly the children drew

Their chilling record

Of your crimes

Their gifted plays

Their satire of your ways


And in the end 

The Final Solution

Had its own


O Terezin 

You could not win              


john nuttall May 2018

behold I stand 

Jesus says " Behold I stand at the door and knock- if anyone will  hear my voice and open the door, I will come in and drink with him and he with me 

revelation 3 verse 20

behold I stand
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Behold  I stand

Before your door and knock

If you will hear my voice

And open up

To welcome me

I will come in

And eat and drink

With you

And you with me


These words of such simplicity

Have always meant the world to me

That God should humbly come

And wait for my response


Not His the role

To barge right in and take control

He waits my hospitality

Then comes to share a glass with me

If I will welcome Him


To sit before a roaring fire

To talk of life and love

To wile away the hours

To rise above


He does not make as if to leave

Is happy in my company

But if I have too much to do

He will not force the issue


How homely is my Father

So humble, so good to be around

So glad to sit with me His child

To eat and drink

To laugh and smile ,

To chat, converse

As if I were the centre of His universe


john nuttall 2020