Click in the field, then press CTRL+C to copy the HTML code
<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=477396" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Flowers of Horror</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">People who love flowers <br>Cannot be bad<br>Says the proverb.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But take the insight<br>With a grain of salt<br>For malignant hands<br>Can turn flowers<br>Into graceless means<br>Of lies and deception.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">During World War II<br>The National Socialists <br>Perfected the dark art<br>Of deceit by exploiting <br>The beauty of nature<br>To disguise and shroud<br>Their fiendish goals <br>Of ruin and destruction.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The skies darkened then<br>Even in the sunshine<br>Violets trembled<br>And forget-me-nots<br>Whispered worries<br>Wobbling in the wind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sixty km north of Prague<br>A barbed wire fence<br>Above the camp gate<br>Of Terezin, the sign said: <br>Arbeit macht frei.<br> <br>Here the Nazis set up<br>The model ghetto <br>Theresienstadt where<br>Work made the inmates<br>Free and they could plant<br>Colourful flowers. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Buds of starvation<br>Blossoms of death.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Do not worry <br>The daffodils said.<br>This is a friendly place<br>The hyacinths sighed.<br>Do not revolt<br>The roses rustled.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet the daisies shuddered <br>And forget-me-nots<br>Whispered worries<br>Wobbling in the wind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On the roads of Galicia<br>Between Lublin and Lvov<br>In east Poland behind<br>The barbed wire fences<br>Of Belzec geranium pots<br>Lined the path <br>To the gas chambers. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Buds of starvation<br>Blossoms of death.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The skies darkened then<br>Even in the sunshine<br>Violets trembled<br>And forget-me-nots<br>Whispered worries<br>Wobbling in the wind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Paul+Hartal">Paul Hartal</a><div class=q>
<img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share">
<script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=477396" data-title="Flowers of Horror de Paul Hartal" data-description="People who love flowers 
Cannot be bad
Says the proverb.

But take the insight
With a grain of salt
For malignant hands
Can turn flowers
Into graceless means
Of lies and deception.

During World War II
The National Socialists 
Perfected the dark a..."></div>
</div>
</div>