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THE LEGEND OF THE WHITE ROSE


It all happened many years ago,
in 1943; a sad story, today so little known,
young minds in a place that we all know,
showed love of the land, as will be shown.

A man who wanted to be so great,
was willing to destroy their minds,
but these few knew another way,
tried to save their land so fine.

A printing press, set up suspiciously,
they wrote tracts telling the truth,
printing them surreptitiously,
and distributed them to other youth.

The powers that be, could not see,
why others were not believing,
that dictator, that had come to be,
through hate and much deceiving.

They called their selves "The White Rose",
and continued with their work.
to spread the word to some of those,
who might help to stop that jerk.

But too many refused to see,
that an organization built on hate,
they did not know it had to go, & it should not be,
but the whole country knew too late.

And in the end the Nazi trend,
could not stand these hero's work,
and hunted them down, to the very end.
SS officers, through hate did not shirk.

So gathering up these heroes,
They took them all to trial,
and they plucked the brave White Rose,
who faced their death with a smile.

The guillotine, was shining bright,
in that prison yard that day,
laid witness to a gruesome sight.
suddenly stopped what they had to say.

So now we see another, on this very date,
similarly trying to get into our head,
telling lies, and spreading hate,
so speak up and question what is said.

Don't believe the things he says "profound",
may not only be in resting in your head,
but with a sound, lying on the ground,
and we may all end up with the dead.

https://www.britannica.com/topic/White-Rose


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