Like a lie within in a falsehood
like a con within a scam,
he spins his blatant untruths
directly live to cam.
They never end, and
have no beginning,
but they make your
head spin round.
This bottled blondes falsehoods,
turn reality all round,
making what we universally
called up, and framing it as down.
And his pet reporters gurn with him,
letting the shyster off the hook,
because truth is past irrelevant
to those who don’t give a fuck!
Zelenskyy stands,
as a fixed point for good,
representing ‘human decency’,
and ‘Ukrainian brotherhood’.
The weight of all our hopes
we see squarely on his brow,
with resistance to the tyrant
his daily waking vow.
Zelenskyy’s choice is to remain,
to stand, and not to flee.
To face Putin’s deadly challenge,
in the name of Democracy.
Meanwhile in the west,
our leaders cower in fear.
“Please don’t hurt us,” they cry,
as the Russian bear draws near.
And across the steppes
the monsters eyes,
look ever to the west.
Up next Moldova? Slovakia?
Perhaps even Bucharest?
At what point
do we Resist?
When do was say “Enough!”
When will our steel legions
challenge this powder puff?
Putin is KGB not Spetsnaz.
He’s Lloyd Fredendall,
not Iskandar.
We must stand in courage
side by side,
with Crimea’s brave Tartars.
It is not jingoism,
to say “we must stand”.
It is a practical matter of survival,
and the question is nigh at hand.
Do we go into the night,
mewling like enfeebled dogs?
Or do we resist the Tyrant
and all his Demagogues?
And if this indeed be our end,
let them at least say we fought,
against the shadow of Vladimir Putin,
and his devilish cohorts.
Hearken now my brothers,
the sands of time ran out.
The devil is at our door,
And Democracy’s lights
he will put out.
Putin calls for a ‘Purification’.
And an end to all free speech.
He murders opposition, Journalists,
and babies in their sleep.
His darkness spreads ever west,
and as our leaders sit and dither,
Ukraine heroes stand and fight;
a people he cannot wither.
So like Zelenskyy let us stand,
and resist this dark mirror from the past,
Putin’s ‘Empire of Evil’
until our moments be our last.
The ROAD TO KYIV
Across the steppes they journey,
Through war, and toil, and sweat.
They kill, they lust, they perish,
A Russian Cataphract.
On distant shores,
In cerulean skies,
The burning lust
of wanton lies,
Set the one against the other,
To murder those
they once
Called brother.
For Rape and Death
Is their legacy.
Their conscience devoid
of simple charity.
They plunder, they sin,
Never counting the cost
Of the countries they’ve killed,
Or the men that they’ve lost.
They slander, and slaughter
For pecuniary gain,
Leaving the poor to suffer
And die broken, in pain.
And the men that return
Fragile souls they have flayed,
Cry out for some succour
In their nights like a shade.
“We are damned, we are lost,
Hear us," they cry.
And the night closes in;
And the men start to die,
Once more in their dreams
The gore thick on their hands,
Of all the mother’s children they’ve killed
In Ukraine’s sun uplit lands...
Albion Has Fallen.
We here in Great Britain once aspired to intelligent leaders; today we applaud the dullard, the stupid, the criminal, the morally corrupt, the liars and mountebanks, the buffoons, the perverts, the traitors.
How did we come to this? How did we - a nation that pretty much kick started the modern world - descend so rapidly into the vacuum of spineless imbecility? We have allowed ourselves to become a nation of recreant backstabbers, a country populated by idiotic poltroons, ruled over by elitists so privileged, so assured of their pre-eminence, that they no longer even bother with truth, or indeed any form of intellectualism. Instead our leaders rely upon that most base of all human control mechanisms, they rely upon lying, openly and absurdly. And they do these things in the full knowledge that we know that they are lying - but also that we will never, not matter what evidence of their many deceits is proven, ever rise up against their appalling betrayals, their corruption, and their perversions of truth.
I have long said that “We don’t have a Government, we have a Mafia,” and I stand by that assessment. With brutal malice aforethought and, by deliberate design, these Tories have undermined the very pillars of our society. They have, in collusion with a foreign power (Russia) sought to wreck a ruin upon the social structures of Great Britain, weakening our Justice systems, denuding our once mighty economy, enfeebling our military capability, and breaking down our social unity. Any unbiased appraisal of these four areas of our human endeavour would tell you that the Tories (Russia) have succeeded beyond their wildest dreams, and that Great Britain is now laid bare.
Today - we as a people are reviled across the world, and it is not because of our leaders are overtly criminal, that their perverted dominion rots our national soul like a cancer – no - instead we are detested as a people because despite being in full knowledge of Conservative Parties treacherous and criminal behaviour, people still voted them into power, baying like mewling dogs, begging their masters for some small scraps off their table of plenty. People everywhere do not look to Great Britain and think ‘there stands a nation of intellectuals, of heroes, of even law and order,’ hell people around the world do not even fear us any longer, instead they view us as a nation populated by intellectually stunted, mewling cowards, led by the very least amongst us!
The Tories have broken Great Britain, and I fear we can no longer rise again.
