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Iced-over streets and basement doors
Below forbidden upper floors
You'd hide beneath the seats to catch
A lecture by Niels Bohr

For a short time between two wars
You got to fight for what was yours:
Colloquia with quantum themes
A friendly physics corps

Converting mass and energy
Fission knocks electrons free;
Uranium as effigy
Decaying for eternity
Dividing atoms expertly
The chain reactions must proceed
Explosions at sea;
Lise, you must hate your fate
Your legacy was twice erased

Your reputation in your field
Was growing slowly more concealed
You left Berlin in '38
Upon a train, in fear

With correspondence from abroad
In pen, you tore down old facades
You split an atom like a drop
And opened realms of thought
Mass times squared velocity
Of light defines stored energy
You must get out of Germany
Because of your identity
Doubled fucking jeopardy;
An empty life is misery
Explosions at sea;
Lise, let me hate your fate
Your legacy was twice erased

You came to hate the things they built
With the uranium they spilt
Your contribution was erased
Without a hint of guilt