Child's drawing in Terezin: From the Jewish Museum in Prague The Butterfly "The Butterfly" The last, the very last, So richly, brightly, dazzlingly yellow. Perhaps if the sun's tears would sing against a white stone. . . . Such, such a yellow Is carried lightly 'way up high. It went away I'm sure because it wished to kiss the world good-bye. For seven weeks I've lived in here, Penned up inside this ghetto. But I have found what I love here. The dandelions call to me And the white chestnut branches in the court. Only I never saw another butterfly. That butterfly was the last one. Butterflies don't live in here, in the ghetto. - by Pavel Friedman The Christians are wrong. And considering the fact that the present Pope was a member of the Hitler youth and that the Catholic church played an ignominious role during the war, that institution is deeply tainted with the crime of the holocaust and continues to be so. There can be no forgiveness, there ...
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