Yesterday I was not a Jew
Required to leave my home, to take a train,
To meet all the expenses
Of my deportation, enslavement and death.
But yesterday there were too few;
The trains, the quotas were not filled.
Functionaries cringed from stinging criticisms.
The answer was to define anew,
A Frenchman did this with enthusiasm.
Now I meet the definition, today I am a Jew.
I have no time to hide, they are already at the door.
26 November 2008, updated July 2021
This was inspired by the terrible crimes of Louis Darquier during Vichy France, as recounted in Carmen Callil’s “Bad Faith”, Vintage 2007.
Yes I heard this. Chilling.