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April 4th, 2016 
Awake Goy We’ll all live in one house, she cried,
No gates, no doors or walls,
No difference in the cultures,
In color, none at all;
A turgid mass of beings,
When mankind’s cast adrift,
Their godless world of heartache,
No roots, no past, no rift;
Of rootless folk, just two of kind,
The owner and the slave,
A world of seething hatred,
Here lies the past in grave.
No conflict in their melting pot,
One master and the sheep,
No difference in the culture,
No roots to tend and keep;
The destination melting pot,
There’ll be no going back,
No Whites or Asians, Negroes,
Where everyone is black,
A world without a difference,
No future and no past;
It’s R.I.P for work of God,
They have their hell at last.
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