Pigtail by Tadeusz Rózewicz

I can gather from the poem that it is a sort of retelling of the tragedy of the Holocaust, only this time, focusing on the women's hair. It is as if it is told in a museum, the persona speculating about perhaps, the past life of the hair he/she is staring at in a museum. The last line tells of a "pigtail with a ribbon pulled at school by naughty boys." The Holocaust is often just a tragic incident in history, to be mourned and learned from. Sometimes, however, I forget that the Holocaust is not just a statistic. The mention of the pigatil at the end reminds me that all of the people in the concentration camps were very real, with very real experiences, and very real lives that were as real as I am now, writing this paragraph.