they said there would be apples

in the middle of a desert
created for the sake of
sating a city’s thirst
lay an old prison
where three quarters
of a century ago,
people lived, loved, died

their survivors brought
the lies to light

we go there to remember
and to ensure the spark
never dies.

we must hone
our memories
because history books
are tricky.

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