I went to Plymouth this evening to see Cabaret. Excellent.

The word is ...

The word is
No one escapes the stain
Of guilt, of man's inhumanity

We are all witnesses
And will perish
In the gas chambers of the sky
Gold fillings will melt
Our paper money burn

In the morning
The dream of freedom
Will be but ashes
Evidence that history
Foretells the future

So why do we not learn tolerance
And live as one, in accord?
Why are we deaf to the word?