By Nullus
Disclaimer: This poem and video are not meant to endorse violence of any kind. The message is a call to stand against aggressive extreme Leftist anti-white terror before it’s too late. The song is a creative interpretation of ‘The Times They Are A Changin” by Bob Dylan.
My Reading:
Listen up my brothers, In the lands that you own, Open your windows to see How the weeds have grown. It’s time to wake up, For you to stop being a drone. If your Folk to you are worth savin’, Then you better start reapin’, Or they’ll break every bone. For these times they are a-comin'. Warriors and poets, Hone your axes and swords. Burnish your visor, One chance to stop the hordes. And don’t draw too soon, For the list has been made, It’s now telling us who That it’s blamin’. For they will lose now, Feel the wrath of our blade. For these times they are a-comin'. Come generals, veterans, Your time is at hand. Don’t stand with the invader, Time to make your last stand. For he who sits back, Will be he who is damned. The battle outside ragin’, Will soon take your daughters, And all your sons slammed. For these times they are a-comin'. All mothers and fathers, This is your land. There’s no place to hide, You need to understand That this immoral plague, Will always expand. Our traditions rapidly fadin’. For the love of your children, This evil you withstand. For these times they are a-comin'. The line has been drawn, The die has been cast, They think they won, But their time has passed, We have just begun, New statues to cast, The order is rapidly risin’. These cowards will run, Will soon be surpassed, For these times they are a-comin'.