Holocaust. Such a terrifying experiance to the survivers. THEY are the REAL britain. - 24 November 2005
	
  
  
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Nazi.
Twenty thousand people
Queued
Beneath
The mother that cried
 
Blowing like the breeze,
The place
They didn’t belong
 
All their memories
Stranger to
The wet under
The children’s eye
 
Take me home!
Nazi in their crude,
Mountains rich of blue
Gone
Dining their food
Gone.
 
Take me home!
A plebiscite to their attitude
Queued
Above
The father that cried.
 
It still remains
To this day
The vision.
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