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Iron Curtain


Berlin Wall 4

In 1989 a wall came down
And opened up the Iron Curtain
Demolishing a symbol for
Suppression, oppression, isolationism
A pivotal point to a free world
Now a relic from a sordid past

Humanity’s divisive shame
Politics at its worst
Walls will never stand against
Humans at their best
Because humans at their best
Know no boundary

So now a piece of the wall
Is displayed on a wall
Not as a souvenir
But as a reminder
To never let history repeat itself

My dad had the good fortune to be in Berlin on business when the Berlin Wall came down. On this occasion my mom has decided to go with him so the two of them were able to watch this historical moment unfold together. Families that had been torn apart were once again reunited as people were free to flow across what had been a blocked militarized zone for twenty eight years. My dad worked for the U. S. Department of Agriculture and he spent a good part of his career traveling the world to visit other governments in an effort to grow enough food to feed starving populations. He was one of the few people allowed into Poland in the early rumblings of Solidarity which is where the first steps towards freedom took place. Our family had a unique perspective on what was really going on behind the Iron Curtain because my dad had colleagues that were living through it. So after having lived a good part of their lives in the post World War II Cold War era, it was serendipitous that my parents were able to see the wall come down first hand, to bear witness to the end of a very dark part of human history.

In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #45: Walls and #46: Family and the Weekly Photo Challenge: Details

Author: Dancing Echoes

I am a scientist by trade and artist by soul. My creative outlet used to be dancing but due to injuries and age, I must now find another path. I am hoping my writing, poetry and photography can be this new path. Awards: While I am grateful and honored for the numerous nominations, I don’t have time to respond to them with the attention they deserve, so for the most part, I am an award free blog. All photographs and words are mine unless otherwise credited. © 2015-2023 Dancing Echoes ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author/owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Christy Draper with appropriate and specific direction to the original content on Dancing Echoes.

13 thoughts on “Iron Curtain

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  2. If only the walls between class and ideology that we continue to encounter could be torn down – peacefully.

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  3. I wish for that too. Fear mongering is so disheartening.

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  5. I only saw the event on TV, but even that was thrilling. What an amazing experience for your parents.

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  6. Lovely memory of the wall coming down. History always finds new ways to repeat itself though.

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  7. Unfortunately yes. We do not always seem to learn from our past.


  8. I can still remember the feeling of impotent frustration when the wall went up and the exhilaration when it came down. Glad to know that the Fall of the Wall can still inspire artistic tribute.

    There are several sculptures constructed from larger fragments of the Berlin Wall. The only one I have seen is at the FDR Presidential Library and Museum. A photo is available at https://www.tripadvisor.com/LocationPhotoDirectLink-g60801-d105844-i99915550-Franklin_D_Roosevelt_Presidential_Library_and_Museum-Hyde_Park_New_York.html

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  9. Very cool! Thank you for sharing.

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  10. It’s good to hear a more personal perspective of this symbolic act, and potent message of freedom, which your poem expresses emphatically.

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