When you
finally realize
You've been
talking to a white supremacist
And they
call you a woman just to mask their cowardice
And they
tell you its alright its not the tone
Of the skin
Its the
ideology they have a problem with
Not the
race thing
You realize
they are a racist
A nutter, a
fraud
That they
are this brand of "English abroad"
Who think
they have the right
To say what
they like
because
they live in
A country
that is free from wrong or right
That they
are just saying what everyone feels
That they
have the upper hand on the
Unconscious
subs meals
That they
should be valued
Along with
the rest
That they
are the victims
Of all this
unrest
That
Muslims and Jews are a scourge on the land
And if they
had their way they would wipe their hands
With all
the unclean
The un-pure
bred
Well just
point out
They have
something missing from inside their head
They have
missed that they are the cowards
They think
they are warriors
But they
are brow beaten, brown-nosers
They are
small little fish
Flailing in
the mud
Their time
is up
Their
oxygen is sucked
They have
little left to sustain a
dying life
They are
ancient remnants
They must
be consigned
To the
rubbish bin of life
And if
anyone asks you do you
Like techno?
Just
respond firmly
No I do not
And walk
away from the party because
It is shit
And they
all need their heads examined
For dancing
to it
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