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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

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              father sets me free

Job 36:16

“He is wooing you from the jaws of distress to a spacious place free from restriction, to the comfort of your table laden with choice food"


I am reminded of a friend in Swindon who listened to me singing the song ‘I delight in you’ : she  burst to her feet to dance before the Lord , having not done that in years because of judgments and criticisms placed on her about her dancing ( which to all who see her is amazingly gifted )- that day she was brought to a spacious place and out of restrictions spoken over her , and out of the imprisonment of rejection 


From the place of confinement

A cell of restriction

The chains of my prison

And the closed in walls

From the finger pointers 

and rule enforcers

From squeezed in enclosures

And the closers of doors



From thought controllers 

and legalistic minders

From a ‘do this’ ‘not that’ 

And a struggle to break free

From a life of survival

And walking in mud

From a place of distress

Where I find it hard to breathe


You ..have ..brought ..me..

 to a.. spacious ..p l a c e

A place to explore

A place to be free

A wide open space in You.. in me

A place to run

With eyes that can see

A glorious land

 of opportunity


And like a child who is free 

I will run like the wind

Like a child I will dance 

Like a child I will sing

Like a child I’ll believe

I will throw of my shackles

Get rid of my clothes

Go flying , go naked , go free

I will fly on the wings of life 

 With You 

In me

Drawing me

Wooing me

Inviting me 

Into You

In me

john nuttall March 2018