Never again ... was written many times on the register at the entrance of the house of Anne Frank.
Never again ... and the colorful vitality of the streets of Amsterdam seemed to stop in front of that little restless in the dark doorway, the melancholic charm of its canals smoke discoloring nightmare horror of Auschwitz.
Never again ... in all languages \u200b\u200bof the world, with handwriting now decided to rage, now uncertain of dismay, now trembling with emotion, words always painfully the same, the daughters of small hands and big, white black or yellow, old or young girls, which rested on whiteness of large sheets of the book as the doves of peace.
Never again ... read in the eyes of those who came down the narrow stairs of the house, incredulous of the well of horror on which he faces the gaze of the heart, his mind gripped dall'atroce impotence of those who can not even pretend that nothing happened, or to anything that hope it will not happen again.
Never again ... but the hope is also a commitment, awareness, solidarity function words such as absences, if not fill us day after day, reminding ourselves and to others who we are and who we could be, if only we wanted.
Never again ... Yet it happened again, at other times, other places and in other ways, but it is possible that evil is part of us as a condemnation eternal, an incurable disease, a malignant subtly replicating DNA forever?
Never again ... but as long as once again this great little words will appear on that register, as long as a single tear timidly bathe them a note but I can not still believe in Man.
Never ... never again!
Pinovit Pinion
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