Show yourself,
breathing, twisted hate;
not at night in fires glare,
but in light of day.
Display your lunacy, profanity
your torch, your can of gasoline.
Coward that you are,
I know you do not dare.
For I met you at Kristallnacht
and now you destroy here.
Look how I lift a plank,
set the square, hammer in the nails.
I will defeat you here,
and the good Lord
will take care of you over there.

- Bernard Otterman