Dresden was not the only German city to suffer unspeakably at the hands of the Jew-manipulated Allies. Hamburg is another one.
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If I Forget Thee, O Dresden
a poem by Bernard Weckmann
Inspired by Psalm 137 of the “Holy Bible”, so-called
By the rivers of Germania there we sit down, yea, we weep when we Remember Dresden
Upon the willows in the midst thereof we hang up our harps
For there they that hold us captive ask of us words of song and our Tormentors ask of us mirth ‘Sing us songs in praise of Zion.’
How shall we sing with a heavy heart in a land that is not truly ours anymore Songs in praise of our captors?
If I forget thee, O Dresden, let my right hand forget her skills
Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth if I remember thee not
If I set not Dresden above my chiefest joy
Remember, Heavenly Father, against the Children of Israel and their thralls “The Day Of Dresden”. Remember those who said: ‘Rase it, rase it, even to The foundation thereof.’
O daughter of Zion that art to be destroyed
Happy shall he be that repayeth thee as thou hast served us
Happy shall he be that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the rock
We shall not forget!