Please consider writing a letter to these two American Political Prisoners. Their story is vitally important to American history and that is NOT an exaggeration.
Yorie Von Kahl 04565-059
FCI Pekin
FEDERAL CORRECTIONAL INSTITUTION
P.O. BOX 5000
PEKIN, IL 61555
SCOTT FAUL #04564-059
FCI Sandstone
FEDERAL CORRECTIONAL INSTITUTION
P.O. BOX 1000
SANDSTONE, MN 55072
Take your time on this page. These two men have spent 36 Years and 8 months in prison as INNOCENT AMERICAN POLITICAL prisoners. Neither of them ever received a fair trial. I believe Yorie's father Gordon to be an American hero. Their story is vitally important to understand thoroughly.
There was a man: The saga of Gordon Kahl: A True Story
Babylon 0' Babylon,
You rob the souls of men;
You force them into poverty,
And rob them once again.
You've never given anything
But pain and misery;
Your pleasure is their grievances,
Your red eyes shine with glee;
You rob the widows' houses,
The Orphans you destroy;
You are the works of darkness,
And terror you deploy;
0' how you love your silver,
Your gold's become your pride;
But when the son of God returns,
You'll find no place to hide.
His angels will encircle you,
And stamp you into hell;
Just as your father, Lucifer,
From heaven's war he fell;
Your days are surely numbered,
Your empire shall pass;
Your merchants and your servants
Will cry, "Alas, Alas;
“That great and mighty city,
With burning cinders smell;
She's gone unto her father,
into the pits of hell."
The days of grace have passed you by,
The Judgement now is set;
The gnash of teeth and pestilence,
For reward is what you'll get;
The demons that begat you,
Will dwell eternally;
With Jezebel and Lucifer,
In Judgement's fiery sea;
The whoremongers and Antichrist,
Will share in your reward;
That eternal lake of fire,
Will be your room and board;
You gave up eternal pleasure,
For the artifice of gold;
And when you held it in your hand,
You were powerful and bold;
But now where is your power,
Your golden god is dead;
You've lost your silk and glory,
And the crowns upon your head;
Your rubies now have lost their gleam,
Your diamonds' sparkle fail;
When your memory returns to these,
We’ll hear your woeful wail;
Then those of us who gave our lives,
And betrothed the King of Kings;
Who sacrificed thru love and pain,
For splendored eternal things;
We'll gaze upon you briefly,
As we enter thru the gate;
We'll be singing songs of Joy,
But for you it’s now too late;
You said you were of Abraham,
Of Isaac and Israel;
But Jesus said if you were of us,
That you'd be with us still;
0' Synagogue of Satan,
With your covert societies;
You've spilled the blood of martyrs.
With your murder sprees;
You brought abominations,
And Baalam philosophy:
With you out from Babylon,
From your captivity;
You spread it out through all the lands,
And thought you'd done so Well;
And those who bow the knee to you,
Are twice the child of hell;
Praise be to our Father,
And His sacrificial lamb;
And those of you who hate Him,
Will be rewarded as the damned:
0' children of the prince of hell,
Your nature proved your deeds;
Your fruit is of the thistles,
Your gardens grow the weeds;
Life lasts only moments
As a puff of smoke it's gone;
We'll all be pleading mercy,
For all our human wrongs;
But those of us who've cleansed ourselves;
Through the blood of Christ, Jesus;
We’ll look back upon our lives,
As if sin never was;
And we’ll rejoice exceedingly,
When the scroll of names is read;
And wonderously marvel,
At "Mystery Babylon" - the living dead!
Yorie Von Kahl
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