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  1. SURVIVOR

    We were
    an island of faith
    risen in a sea of ominous
    pagan tempests threatening
    to swamp the very sound
    of our prayers of hope
    in a furious gale of
    fear and dread…

    We had
    made the leap
    to Light and Peace
    with the Grace of the
    only born Son’s descent
    on the sacred land of Eden
    and His disclosure to the Saint
    sent to Ararat dyed crimson
    with the blessed blood of
    the maidens martyred
    by an incensed king
    gone stark mad…

    We had revered
    Anahit the mother
    of all wisdom adored
    Mary the Mother of God
    we made the cruel journey
    bearing the heavy cross
    of double martyrdom
    at Avarayr and then
    at Deir-ez-Zor…

    * * *

    In the splendor
    of spring, the sun rose
    on the darkest day of our
    lives, shining on bare blood-
    soaked bayonets of men
    prodding old men and
    women and babes
    onto a long trek
    to demise…

    At sunrise
    We left behind
    ancestral homes
    a native soil we had
    tilled for many millennia
    orchards schools churches
    and burial grounds… forced to
    drag our worn out famished
    and broken bodies to a
    distant endless alien
    graveyard in the
    lifeless sands
    of the alien
    desert…

    Parched inert
    where nothing grew
    and all things withered
    and died… by the time the
    end came bones outnumbered
    the stars and the crescent
    moon appeared in dark
    blood-red skies…

    Then the moans
    of anguish morphed
    into clarions’ call to a final
    battle for faith and Homeland
    and valiant sons and daughters
    of Urartu Nayiree and Ararat
    Van Moush and Bitlis rose
    as one and raised the
    rainbow colors of
    the Covenant…

    And I survived.

    —————- Tatul Sonentz
    April, 2009

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