When the paving stones turned red. (poem) by Peter J. Oszmann on AuthorsDen

When the paving stones turned red.
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On the 50th Anniversary of the Hungarian Revolution of 1956 this poem together with my earlier poem of "Death of a Pupil (Budapest 1956) is dedicated to all the victims of that Uprising.

The students marched. The atmosphere turned vibrant. First wisp of freedom floating in the air� Crowds on the streets, cheerfully defiant� Down with the tyranny; despots beware� But for short lived illusions of freedom A whole nation was desperately bled, On orders from "Masters of Communism". On that day, when the paving stones turned red. Now, fifty years on, when we celebrate The Revolution as a "watershed", Instead of "Glory", we should dedicate A few moments of silence for the dead. � P. J. Oszmann (October 2006) � Illustration Created in Photoshop (2006) If you haven't done it yet, please read my poem "The Death of a Pupil (Budapest 1956)" posted here in 2004. It had been brought to my attention that an earlier version of that poem under the title: "The Little Urchin Pupil of Pest" was chosen to be included in the official program of the 50th Anniversary Celebration of the Hungarian Society of Victoria B.C. See Official Invitation Here: http://www.AuthorsDen.com/adstorage/6177/50th-56-Invite.jpg

Reviewed by Chris Rosenau

Reviewed on January 29, 2007

Beautiful poem!
I have family that origianated in Hungary. I don't know many of them and mostly just stories. I hear many people knew the Farkas family line back then but who knows anymore. There is so little I know about our family. I heard there was a father and his kids that were snuck over here during an over throw or something.

Thanks for this poem :)

Reviewed by Amira van Kerk (Reader)

Reviewed on October 31, 2006

Yes I agree - we should dedicate a few minutes to those who lost their lives.
Very intense writing.
Amira

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on October 24, 2006

this poem rekindles the historical significance of events having a deep impact upon your political and philosphical surroundings both externally and internally ...

excellent poem ...

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on October 23, 2006

History will be repeated if we don't remember it; a powerful, worthy tribute, Peter, very well penned.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU

After a minute of silence... LET US STAND TO VOICE FOR JUSTICE, ~
"Before Time disallows use of tools to build ships
To rescue human children from deluge of blood!"
� From the �The Humanity Of The Gods�

"When the paving stones turned red" stimulates humanity and sings under the drums of JUSTICE.

Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU

Reviewed by Chanti Niven

Reviewed on October 21, 2006

An extremely well written poem Peter. It is so easy to relegate these sorts of events to historical archives and not to give them much thought. A poem like this brings it back to life for the reader. Well done!
Chanti

Reviewed by Approximately Naive

I was a misguided Trotskyst from my mid - 20s until my early 30s. I was part of a Marxist group that infested numerous legitimate industrial disputes with our lawless call for revolution. I guess even if newspaper boys had gone on strike we would have been there agitating as well. Prat that I was.
To my shame and ignorance, I accepted without question the need for Khruschev to crush the uprising in Hungary. I did not even know where it was on the map. On reflection and in the light of common sense illumination, communism has been the most tyrannical, oppressive and murderous system, from Lenin to Pol Pot. The wall may have tumbled down in 1989, but Marxism now works insidiously through political correctness and a left wing today that owes more to pathology than politics.
Indeed there should be a few moments of silence for the dead but we live in a world that would rather do that for dolphins or seals than for common garden human beings. Cynicism still has a little hold on me I'm afraid.

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

A powerful and worthy tribute, Peter. Thank you for the reminder by sharing it. Love and peace to you,

Regis

Reviewed by CJ Heck

Peter this is very powerful and you are so right, it should be remembered. This is an extraordinary tribute and one you should be proud of. Well done.
My warmest regards,
CJ