In Memory of May 1st 1945
a poem by Clara Sharland
‘In Memory of May 1st, 1945’ is a poem of mourning and hope: mourning for Adolf Hitler, who self-martyred on 30 April 1945; hope for Germany, for National Socialism, and for the Aryan race, all of which lived on to the next day. The poem subtly emphasizes hope over mourning by commemorating not the day of Hitler’s death, but the day after.
Bodies and arms are still being found today on the Eastern Front 80-years following the greatest tragedy that bled Europe of its finest warriors of all European nationalities.
Austrian choirboy Walter Nowotny was destined to become the Reich’s top gun in aerial combat. The Reich’s Luftwaffe fighters were renowned for their courage and skill ability, yet Nowotny was in a class of his own.
As the world laments the Carnage of Dresden (February 13/14 1945) one hears the mantra: ‘well they started it’ and ‘they did the same to us.’ In fairness, both refrains result from the truth of the Allied bombing of civilians being withheld or denied (Holocaust denial) spun to favour the Allied perpetrators.
The Third Reich was in conflict for five years; the victors tirelessly spun the struggle their way for 70 years. Hitler’s Reich lasted 13.5 years, so what happened to the missing 7.4 years (88 months) of peace?
Contrary to the propaganda of the victors of World War II the National Socialist German Workers Party in January 1933 was democratically elected to govern Germany. Within the month, the Party’s leader Adolf Hitler publicly vowed to the German people that within four years he would give the German electorate the opportunity to decide if they wished the NSDAP to continue to govern Germany or wished instead to return to the electoral system of the Weimar Republic.
On February 13th will be remembered the most terrible holocausts inflicted during World War II by Britain’s Royal Air Force (RAF) and the American Air Force (USAAF).
Unelected warlord Winston Churchill said to the Germans in January 1945, ‘We Allies are no monsters. This, at least I can say, on behalf of the United Nations, to Germany. Peace, though based on unconditional surrender, will bring to Germany and Japan immense and immediate alleviation of suffering and agony.’
I stand in the archway of the building where Dr Eduard Bloch had his home and surgery: the Palais Weissenwolff at No. 12 Landstrasse. Embedded in the wall is a beautiful, wrought-iron disc bearing the words Haus Glocke (House Bell) running in raised letters around the outside.
It is a little over seventy years since the combined forces of the British, Soviet and American empires crushed the Anti-Capitalist Anti-Communist workers revolt otherwise known as Hitler’s Third Reich.