was stirred into activity
upon hearing
of Hitler's Berghof estate
in Bavaria
and the priceless art hanging
from the walls of his apartment
at the Chancellery in Berlin.
He tremendously enjoyed fresh
cut flowers and marble statues
of classically posed nudes,
demanding the presence of such
treasures throughout his living quarters.
But the powerful Nazis do live a lavish
home life, while their most
unfortunate subjects fall, choking on thousands
of pounds of deadly gas,
fragments of splintered bones found underfoot.
Auschwitz on a sunny day!
There is no champagne in a gas chamber.
No joy. No flute.
The candelabra, having been lit, was unseen
as workers swept the floor of dust
where the young girl's heart was found
burned within her scorched shirt.
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