Der tod macht frei
Der tod macht frei* Der tod macht frei is the sign That welcomes you to hell As you enter Gaza past barbed wire Where the Jews keep Arabs starving. Not all Jews, you say, and not all Arabs But enough to soil a nation’s soul To remind us that pure evil Is not confined to just one nation. The rusted sign Arbeit macht frei Stands somberly to this day A testament to Hitler’s hatred Of other people, mainly Jews Recoiling from the killing of the Jews Not because they’re Jews but human So we mourn the starving infants Not because they’re Arabs To speak of races is to miss the point We must be kind to all or none There is no special chosen race There is no crazy God at home. We must learn this lesson fast Or we will kill the world with bombs That Hitler only dreamed of Dropped by the ‘special ones’. Death makes you free. Race is merely the pretext in the abuse of power as it looks for the softest targets be they immigrants, Blacks, Jews, Ar...