Radio man
is saying he grew up
in Brooklyn, son of
Holocaust survivors;

brought up to fear
a second Holocaust,
he and his sister played a game called
“who will hide you?”

Talking about it, laughing
a little, laughing just a little
but insisting to the interviewer
it was deadly serious.

Sitting at the railroad crossing
listening to him,  
I look up
at the train and see

real swastikas 
sprayed on
real brown cars
in white, in silver. 

Hadn’t ever thought about this —
I would hide you.  I do not know
how long I’d be able to keep you secret,
but — yes.  I would.