Blood And Tears
I'm tired of living in a world of lies and deceit.
There seems to be no escape from this madness.
It's a world of traitors, opportunists and self-seekers.
Tonight I say to hell with you all.
I will no longer be your puppet,
to be pulled by the strings
as you push forward in your onslaught of
global Jewish domination.
The world you wish to create
is unnatural by all means,
contrary to the very laws of nature herself.
Just look around and see for yourselves
the degradation and filth that covers the streets
of our white communities;
drug addicts, sexual perverts, murderers and miscegenation.
Western civilization has become a cesspool
of every degenerate on two legs,
fast becoming once again
a low thinking mentality beast
from whence we first evolved from.
And now through the power of poetry
I will express my feelings fully
because it is the embodiment of vernacular light.
We poets are the lanterns set in a dismal dark world.
Our truth-burning wicks
devour the heartless lies that are embedded
within the shadows of our time.
We are the balances in this deceitful world.
We will not allow our light
to be quenched of its illuminating flame,
so that we may expose the enemy
of their murderous plans of white annihilation.
For they know that just one lit candle
can drive back the shadows to the far corners,
like a roach that scurries to darkened crevices
as the light of day is shone upon it,
brings hope to a discouraged dying people.
No longer will my thoughts be subjugated to your evil designs.
For a mind that is not at liberty to think freely,
imprisons the heart of its benefactor.
We poets are the candlesticks to our race struggle
as we painfully pen from the ink well of
blood and tears.
Written by Richart