Dehumanized in CIA gas chambers,
	Labor camps of sadism and sodomy,
	They moan with severed tongues
	'Will these crimes be stopped,
	Will people arrest their hurried steps
	To expose these boils before the light?'
	They beg with crippled hands
	To be granted a base of dignity,
	Air to breathe, not being gassed,
	Water to drink, not being poisoned,
	Bread to eat, not being contaminated.
	Their prayers look up to the Lord,
	Their dying hopes to countries
	That do not tolerate depravities,
	To be set free from their chains.    

Udo Frentzen 1992 - 2012