The Fires of the Holocaust

(America 2025)

The fires of the holocaust, 
The fires of the sun, 
The fires of the burning homes, 
The fires of their guns. 

The fires of their burning hate, 
So hot it’s made them numb. 
The loudness of their masquerade, 
Has made their tongues grow dumb. 

Twice we’ve burned, 
In one lifetime, 
In Germany, 
And right outside.

In Colorado, 
Amsterdam, 
In D.C., 
And central France, 

The blood of Jews, 
Again is spilt, 
While the world, 
Keeps its tilt. 

No one perturbed, 
By Jewish blood,
Or Jewish bodies,
In the mud. 

They do not care,
They’ve made that clear, 
They hate our joy, 
And love our fear. 

How many more, 
Jews will die, 
So college kids, 
Can paint their signs, 
To feel so righteous, 
While they get high, 
Chanting their slogans, 
And drinking wine, 

On their self-righteousness,
They’ve drunken blind, 
And for that choice, 
Jews will die.

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Spread Love, Spread Light,

Am Yisrael Chai