I made a mistake when I said there were no gas chambers at Auschwitz.
quote by David Irving
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the time has come
when each of you shall be designated
by a mere number
and just like what happens to those
who die
without a name without a face
so shall each of you also die
without a trace
the gas chambers of Auschwitz
again shall send the foul odored smoke
to the clear serene skies
i see all of you
silently weeping.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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If You Ever Make a Mistake
If you make a mistake,
Admit it.
And get it right out of your way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape.
Believing what is done is okay!
If you ever make a mistake,
Just admit it!
And get it out of the way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape...
That mistake someday you'll repay!
There's no need for moaning or groaning,
Over what's been done.
No one lives a perfect life,
Under the Sun!
Alibis are like houseflies.
They begin to annoy.
And habits are like pests when invited...
They are hard to destroy.
Even if you hit 'em with a bat...
They come right back!
If you make a mistake,
Admit it.
And get it right out of your way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape.
Believing what is done is okay!
If you ever make a mistake,
Just admit it!
And get it out of the way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape...
That mistake someday you'll repay!
Strap in that saddle and take that ride.
Admit that mistake made,
And push it aside!
'Okay, okay, okay!
So I made a mistake.
So what's the big deal? '
~Getting you to admit it! ~
If you make a mistake,
Admit it.
And get it right out of your way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape.
Believing what is done is okay!
If you ever make a mistake,
Just admit it!
And get it out of the way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape...
That mistake someday you'll repay!
'Okay, okay, okay!
So I made a mistake.
So what's the big deal? '
~Getting you to admit it!
If you didn't...
That mistake would have others that you make!
And with me,
That's not okay! ~
'Geeessshhh...
Okay!
But please...
Stop the song and dance routine.
I get it! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Golgotha at Auschwitz
Golgotha at Auschwitz
Perhaps they had tried to escape,
or else done some petty crime.
These three would not be gassed or shot-
The rope would serve just fine.
Two men, one boy with nooses fixed-
condemned but never tried.
The nooses tightened on their necks
as they kicked the air and died.
Except the boy, he was too light
He lingered when they died
“Where is God? ” one man muttered
“Where is He? ” others cried.
They made us all march past the place
Where those three in judgment fell
The boy in his slow agony
still endured his private Hell.
The path we walked was ash and bone
Of former inmates made
Those gassed and buried in the air
These were their sole remains.
“Where is God? Where is He now? ”
Some muttered as they passed.
I thought- if He’s not hanging here
More than likely He’s been gassed.
(based on an entry in a Auschwitz survivor’s memoir)
poem by John F. McCullagh
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The 1st Mistake I Ever Made
I ain't got no claim to nothing.
I don't mess with anyone.
I walk my way living in a masquerade.
And one day I looked behind me at all the things I've done.
That's the 1st mistake I ever made.
I was born to a lonely women in a town called Buffalo.
Never knew the man who never stayed.
With my 12-string on my back I discovered every track.
That's the 1st mistake I ever made.
With a million hearts I've broken.
I never kept the score.
Memories of good love hate to stay.
But I still remember someone who loved me so much more.
That's the 1st mistake I ever made.
So
song performed by by Bee Gees from Two Years On
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My Mistake
(p. sawyer/g. jones)
My mistake was to love you, girl
Love you, girl
My mistake was to give you all
Tell the world
First i had you
In the palm of my hand
But i let you slip through
Like rain to sand
At the beginning
When i didn't care
Like my own reflection
You were always there
My mistake was to love you, girl
Love you, girl
My mistake was to give you all
Tell the world
You were sweeter
Then my very own skin
But what did i do for you
Not a thing
In front of my friends
You broke me down
Since then darling
It's hard to track you down
My mistake was to love you, boy
Love you, boy
My mistake was to give my all
Tell the world
Many a smile
You put om ny face
But i paid dearly
With the tears i taste
My tenderness
Made you cold, not sweet
'cause if a girl loves you
You only call her weak
My mistake was to love you, boy
Love you, boy
My mistake was to give my all
Tell the world
My mistake was to love you, girl
Love you, girl
My mistake was to give you all
Tell the world
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Fate Hanged on a Hairbreadth
It was summer,1944.
The train stood at the railway station of Gyŏr,
halfway on the road
between Budapest and Vienna.
In the boxcars
there were over 3,000 passengers.
The Hungarian gendarmes squeezed
the deported men, women and children
like sardines into the wagons
and the prisoners were crying for help.
For the SS-Unterscharführer
assigned to the transport
it was just another job.
The corporal already directed
many similar trains to the east.
And those trains always went to the east
and to the same terminus.
However, this transport of deportees
was unlike the others.
The SS corporal made a fatal mistake
but the guards discovered this
only at the Slovakian border.
The train's number was not
on the list of transports
destined for Auschwitz.
The train stopped
at the Slovakian border.
Here the guards contacted
Colonel Adolf Eichmann by telephone
and informed him about the error.
Eichmann decided
that since the train traveled that far
it should continue to Auschwitz.
So the SS guards changed the serial number
of the train and replaced it with the number
of another train departing from Debrecen.
Thus, instead of the death camp
of Auschwitz-Birkenau
in Nazi occupied Poland,
the train from Debrecen
was sent to the distribution camp
of Strasshof in Austria.
As you see,
fate hanged in the war on a hairbreadth.
A freak of chance, a random accident,
an oversight of procedure,
or of a supposed algorithm,
could lead to arbitrary decisions
regarding the life or death of thousands.
Although Strasshof
was a brutal slave labor lager,
most people there,
about 14,000 of the 21,000 deportees,
survived the ordeal of the Holocaust.
poem by Paul Hartal
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Its A Mistake
Jump down the shelters to get away
The boys are cockin up their guns
Tell us general, is it party time?
If it is can we all come
Dont think that we dont know
Dont think that were not trying
Dont think we move too slow
Its no use after crying
Saying
Its a mistake, its a mistake
Its a mistake, its a mistake
After the laughter as died away
And all the boys have had their fun
No surface noise now, not much to say
Theyve got the bad guys on the run
Dont try to say youre sorry
Dont say he drew his gun
Theyve gone and grabbed old ronnie
Hes not the only one saying
Its a mistake, its a mistake
Its a mistake, its a mistake
Tell us commander, what do you think?
cos we know that you love all that power
Is it on then, are we on the brink?
We wish youd all throw in the towel
Well not fade out too soon
Not in this finest hour
Whistle your favourite tune
Well send a card and flower
Saying
Its a mistake, its a mistake
Its a mistake, its a mistake
song performed by by Men At Work
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Simultaneous recording with superimposed ionization chambers and Wilson chambers, ionization chambers and sets of counting tubes, has not yet been carried out.
quote by Victor Francis Hess
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I have always been willing to admit when I made a mistake. I made a mistake in my understanding of the composition of the Contras, not on my opposition to the Contra war.
quote by Bianca Jagger
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Someone Else’s Mistake
Why do I feel haunted
by someone else’s mistake?
It happened long before I knew them,
but it plays on my mind
and it makes no sense to me.
I have made enough mistakes of my own.
So why should I be haunted
by one someone else made.
From time to time, I feel a prisoner
from a mistake I never made.
It plays on my mind
for nights and days at a time.
Then it vanishes for months,
but never entirely goes away.
I will see something similar to what happened,
only to have it come back to haunt me
with this mistake someone else made.
26 January 2009
poem by David Harris
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Feminism is a political mistake. Feminism is a mistake made by women's intellect, a mistake which her instinct will recognize.
quote by Valentine de Saint-Point
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The 1st Mistake I Made
I aint got no claim to nothing.
I dont mess with anyone.
I walk my way living in a masquerade.
And one day I looked behind me at all the things Ive done.
Thats the 1st mistake I ever made.
I was born to a lonely women in a town called buffalo.
Never knew the man who never stayed.
With my 12-string on my back I discovered every track.
Thats the 1st mistake I ever made.
With a million hearts Ive broken.
I never kept the score.
Memories of good love hate to stay.
But I still remember someone who loved me so much more.
Thats the 1st mistake I ever made.
So, when nothings worth the living and in the night I look above.
Prayed, about a million times I prayed.
I know my story ended when I lost my only love.
Thats the 1st mistake I ever made.
I was born to a lonely women in a town called buffalo.
Never knew the man who never stayed.
With my 12-string on my back I discovered every track.
Thats the 1st mistake I ever made.
song performed by by Bee Gees
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If one has made a mistake, and fails to correct it, one has made a greater mistake.
Smoke From Chimneys
Whenever you see
smoke rise up
from chimneys,
you think of her:
Anny Horowitz.
You think of Auschwitz.
1942.
A nine year old Jew.
Whenever you smell
smoke from chimneys
and see it
rise up into blue skies,
you remember her:
Anny with her blue eyes,
at Auschwitz
with her blonde hair
and sad face
dying there.
poem by Terry Collett
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Her 'Mistake
The more she dragged on
The more she made it seem
As if
She never loved him
At all
The more she tore his heart into a million pieces
The sadder he got
The more he leaned on my shoulder
The more I began to realize
What I had sought
He was the man
The man I love
The man I was going to marry
The man that the upper power
Chose for me to have
Made for me to cherish
My best friend
Is also “the one” for me
To have
To hold and to honor
For all eternity
Now that we have been together
For a year
She says she made a mistake
A bad decision
It was wrong for her
To break up with him
“They were made for each other”
And she sees that now
Now she wants him back
He tells me again and again
He wouldn’t
He couldn’t
Go back with her now
Now that he has found
The person he’s going to
Spend the rest of his life with
That I have nothing
To worry about
But I love him
And don’t want to loose him
Cause she made a “mistake”
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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And learn that when you do make a mistake, you'll surface that mistake so you can get it corrected, rather than trying to hide it and bury it, and it becomes a much bigger mistake, and maybe a fatal mistake.
quote by Sanford I. Weill
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Would?
Know me broken by my master
Teach thee on child of love hereafter
Into the flood again
Same old trip it was back then
So I made a big mistake
Try to see it once my way
Drifting body it's sole desertion
Flying not yet quite the notion
Into the flood again
Same old trip it was back then
So I made a big mistake
Try to see it once my way
Into the flood again
Same old trip it was back then
So I made a big mistake
Try to see it once my way
Am I wrong?
Have I run too far to get home
Have I gone?
And left you here alone
Am I wrong?
Have I run too far to get home
Have I gone?
And left you here alone
If I would
song performed by by Alice In Chains from Dirt
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A Premeditated Wish To Be Evil
Malice with intention,
Is not forgivable.
Even after the attempt is made,
To slide these deeds,
Over to the mistake side of life.
With a simplified 'I'm sorry' said.
Anyone can identify a mistake made.
There is something about it that is obvious.
But someone who is set to release malice...
Has a premeditated wish to be evil.
Believing that revenge tasted for them,
Will then be sweet.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Kind Of A Guy Are You?
so what guy are you?
i'm lost and confuse,
with all of you mysteriousness,
i must say i like,
but, it still has me playing that game,
what kind of guy are you?
are you a dog or a gentleman?
these are the questions,
that haunt me at night,
to make me think,
you can be the one,
but, i'm stuck trying to find,
what guy are you?
i made that mistake one,
trying to find out a guy,
in the end i lost,
thought i made a mistake,
but, really i made the right one,
i just don't want to lose,
somebody who might be true,
to who they are,
and everything i want in a guy,
just one question remain,
in the back of my head,
what kind of guy are you?
Copyright © 2009
8-10-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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A Haunting
Each of us have a haunting
that troubles our mind
from time to time
of a mistake we made
where the winds of time
have left it far behind.
An obscure moment of haste
and of a mistake made
that comes back repeatedly
to haunt our waking hours.
26 November 2009
poem by David Harris
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