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Judenfrei
these evil dogs jump lightly padding quiet past our laws, harrow fangs of hobbled wolves orbit slowly up to broken jaws, eons of tears rush like waterfalls sheets misting blood and time, passing lives like wandered smoke anguished cries, mournful rhyme, secrets spill in bitter hearts mere ideas now blurring motion, smiles bent by hatred's sneer once a trickle, now an ocean, block letters stamped on parchment missives mailed via gun, souls erased by ordered men furnace belch and blocking sun, raise the banner, curse the tribe crime conceals averted eyes, it's the other, not our side streets still echo anguished cries, still, upright victorious men shining brass and scraping boot, barking verdict, tied to post seven shots make vengeance moot, circle back, wisdom no more to learn so little from the past, a week, a day, these blood soaked years mobs rush quick to murder castes, mourn the living, blame the dawn angels whisper in deaf ears, asking man with crimson arms to earn the gift of future's years.
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