Prejudices lingered towards David's star
Only weeks after war's end
Adrenaline rush in a railroad car
And so our tale begins
Harry traveled great distances using a swivel-head radar
Hiding out in a pigpen on a secluded farm
The refugee was filthy but felt brave and headstrong
A burlap sack he stumbled upon on
Inside was a dinner's worth of Lira, king's ransom supply of cigarettes
A soldier's uniform folded neatly within it
Scurrying into an alleyway, Harry tried it on and it fit
Stranger's name and rank on his breast, teeth filled with grit
Blending in with the commoners he bought a half-pound of beef
His first ration of food he wasn't seething to keep
Curious and free he applauded the football matches in the street
But the shipyard was summoning his principal priority
The sworn allegiance of patriotic folk
Swollen handshakes of the falsified hero
Good thing for the graduate he was fluently trilingual
Starstruck men saluted his stature, oppressed women adored his bravado
They wouldn't be impressed with his real name or plan
He was put on a pedestal uncomfortable to stand
If they uncovered the truth Italy would label him a savage
Unfit for society, his psychological damage
Burned his identity with a symbolic book of matches
Ablaze in a fire flickered gray and white sashes
Character stripped away but never his soul
Skeleton in Auschwitz just two weeks ago
He never dreamt of the lands he would eventually see
Morocco, France, and three times Greece
The mission was to cross the Atlantic, maybe start a new family
Haunted by the ghosts of prisoners in camp
Visitations in three-dimensions
And the nightmares of deaths
Faces resurfacing in the dust of a lamp
Sons and daughters and beloved wife Beth
An American life is a better life the papers claimed
In Western civilization he would no longer be branded
This chameleon's life, no more could he stand it
He embarked on his journey to thank another man named Harry
Threatening himself sternly, "You had better be ready!"
"My home isn't a prison with lines to stand scared in
My yard doesn't have barbed wire fences
Gone is the fear of body-stacked trenches
Alone with my memories the world has gone silent
But I'll rejoice in my freedom when I kiss Ellis Island"
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