GI Level: The Black Messiah

Hey everyone, today has been a tiring yet weird day - let's hope I can write this post in my right mind. The title is already strange enough, with just a touch of internet humor (not getting into that.) In class, each of us (the students) had to choose one out of three poems created by Sonia Shreiber Weitz (a Holocaust survivor), of course, involving the holocaust - all from her point of view. One being about Sonia's mother, the other being about Sonia and her father dancing together, one last time, the third poem was about her savior, whom had rescued her from a camp.

Though the other two were touching, the one that caught me most was the third poem, 'The Black Messiah.'As I slowly tore apart the poem to look for the meanings behind its words, I found a bunch: First, was the surprise registering in Sonia, to see a black man (has never seen a black person), to know the black GI was going to free her and than to begin to see the horror written on his face. Horror, shock and terror painted his face as he looked at his surroundings, an extermination/concentration camp. The holocaust. Yet underlying, underneath all that horror, was pain: to know that something like the holocaust was possible and to feel the pain for all the lives taken. Though Sonia and this black messiah, who had come to save her and other survivors, had only maybe met for a day, never had kept in contact - a special bond was shared. The bond that only happened, since the two of them, both Sonia Weitz and the black GI messiah, remain to live a good life without ceasing to forget the holocaust. As you can see from my annotations, what pulled me into this poem was the drastic mood change: from curiosity, a dim hope to a form of somewhat success and happiness. Another fact was how well the feelings in this poem were portrayed as well (the GI's facial expression) as how this poem is never completely full of happiness, but instead hope. Though it might not always be bright, there's always hope.

Now that I think about it, there is a personal connection I could make to this poem, specifically the part about a special bond. About a few years ago, I had been dealing with problems at school and at home - my brain was going in to overload. It was annoying, aggravating and some part of me was scared about a few issues - making it one of the low points of my life. After everything had cleared up, I knew quite a number of people older than me that would be all dramatic, Gothic and go commit suicide (yet never did.) I always felt that they were too weak, even though the things that happened were bad - I vowed to myself to keep moving. Keep living life, laughing, having fun - LIVING. And a part of living is to not run away from things, as things happen and I never let myself forget anything bad that happens, while never keeping a tight hold of it.

Overall, 'The Black Messiah' leaves me with a lump of mixed feelings. To feel pity for Sonia as she had been caught in the holocaust too young to even see a black person, to not be able to be out exploring the world and being free. The curiosity that came upon me as I read the next few lines of being able to understand without words. The knowing of the feeling of horror, such deep horror that you can't speak, and you just become vulnerable. Yet the worst, is knowing the pain under that horror. The last feeling the poem brought me was some type of comfort, as even though Sonia and the GI didn't actually know each other, they shared a bond over being able to still live good lives, just like I had (and still am.) Alright, everyone - that's it :P I know, that was pretty long and I'm kind of wondering how it is this long. Oh, well - things happen. Rest in Peace, Sonia Weitz! :) I know, I'm 2 years late for her death. Also, welcome to the world, young cousin!