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February 21st, 2016 
Awake Goy This poem was sent to me via the HellstormDocumentary.com contact form. It is being published a bit late for the anniversary date, but this is always a good reminder, lest we forget.
‘On the thirteenth of February ‘Forty Five,
We roasted the women and children alive.
Yet, all the crazed chanting of ‘gas chamber’ lies,
Can’t hide the grim truth, borne on terror-filled skies.
God Moloch, now drunk on this surfeit of blood,
Took the world for his tribute, and saw ‘it was good’,
‘It is good’, that the victims are hated and shamed,
That ever hereafter, the truth is defamed.
By fables of lamp-shades and soap and of shoes,
Of diamond-regurgitating, escapologist, Jews,
‘It is good’ Said Lord Moloch, that lie must prevail.
And all those that doubt it, be thrown into jail.
‘It is good’. Quoth he, of the insatiable maw,
That the world is convulsed by perpetual war.
One may either be complicit in Molochian insanity
Or learn truth from real history, and stand for humanity.
Source Article from http://renegadetribune.com/lest-we-recall/
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