Welcome to our brave new world,
like Nineteen Eighty-Four but a few years later,
a safe space reserved for Feminists, terrorists,
vicarious intellects, beta-males, no haters.
We, we, we decide the rules,
you must learn them ad verbatim.
You’ll be safe and sound if you obey them:
Enjoying your own culture
is racist.
Enjoying a different culture
is racist.
Employing a British soldier
is racist.
Singing “Twenty-Four Hours from Tulsa”
is racist.
Calling Burkina Faso “Upper Volta”
is racist.
Trying to cure a stomach ulcer
is racist.
Looking at a Chinese rubber sculpture
is racist.
Wanting to become a pole-vaulter
is racist.
Dressing as a panther or a puma
is racist.
Preferring tangerines to satsumas
is racist.
Listening to David Icke’s rumours
is racist.
Having a sense of humour
is racist.
Explaining that some Muslims keep slaves
is racist.
Complaining that your muslin briefs chafe
is racist.
Borders blocking immigrant waves
are racist.
Wanting your children to be safe
is racist.
Welcome to our brave new world,
like Nineteen Eighty-Four but with an airbase more genders,
a safe space reserved for gormless conformists,
puppets and pawns for corporate agendas.
We, we, we decide the rules,
you must learn them ad verbatim.
You’ll come to no harm if you obey them:
Pointing out George Soros’s wealth
is racist.
Lamenting your nation’s poor health
is racist.
Being hopeful it recuperates
is racist.
Opposing globalist superstates
is racist.
Allowing working-class people to vote
is racist.
Differentiating a sheep from a goat
is racist.
Greeting Indians with a slight grin
is racist.
Having been born with white skin
is racist.
The pigs, the filth of Babylon and ting,
are racist.
Stop-and-searching black men swamped in bling
is racist.
Ignoring all those gangs of Scottish grannies
is racist,
and Catholic terrorists who plot in Spanish.
How racist!
The media, with its Christian-kosher news,
is racist.
Reporting when a Muslim blows a fuse
is racist.
Dominating as a culture in your country
is racist,
but only if you’re white, you privileged, cunty
racist!
Preventing crime and saving lives
is racist.
Stopping jihadists waving knives
is racist.
Statistics, facts, free speech and democracy
are racist.
Refusing to spout PC hypocrisy
is racist.
I used to think that you were there
to lift the working classes,
but now I see your heads jammed up
your own self-serving arses.
You see the world in black and white,
through dogma-curtained glasses,
so certain what the past is,
puking moral catharsis.
You believe in nothing but the rightness
of your own opinions
(the ones you sucked from globalist media’s
brainwash-droning minions
and share with Brussels bigwigs’
censorship-condoning millions):
Let’s home a billion Syrians
whether they’re killers or civilians!
Fuck the liberal left and their new Spanish Inquisition
as they famish inquisition, make it vanish out of malnutrition.
Fuck the liberal left, as they banish free expression,
establishing oppression while calling it progression.
You think you fight the system
and its ordered inequalities,
it’s just coincidence
your open-border migrant policies
reflect the world elite’s, Frau Merkel’s,
George “the Giant” Soros’s.
That’s the strident hypothesis
of the vibrant metropolis.
George Soros, he who claimed he’s just
a dollar-faced alchemist
ignoring social consequence,
wow, what a philanthropist!
What next? Will you proclaim George Bush
a hollering anarchist
if he offers the tiniest
assistance to your whining fest?
Fuck the liberal left! (’cause shouting “Racist!” ain’t an argument.)
Fuck the liberal left! (it’s just a child’s verbal armament.)
Waiting for some logic from a doctrine-mangled wrongun
is like waiting for a lap-dance and a hand-job from Kim Jongun.
How does it help the working class
to flood their cities with jihad
or brand them privileged racist filth
in need of political rehab
or tell them their concerns don’t count
’cause they couldn’t outwit a used teabag?
Mind you don’t end up kneecapped
or strung up from a streetlamp!
Just fuck off. This is Europe, it’s
the white man’s hard-saved homeland.
Would you harass Mongolians
if they preferred their own brand?
“Check your yellow privilege, Genghis!
Your empire, years ago, spanned
near half the world, so don’t stand
up when you piss, you understand?”
Fuck the liberal left, who tell you England’s Nazi Germany
and sermonise while foreign rape-gangs colonise your family!
Shoot down the Leftwaffe, that genetic anomaly
that waffles lofty homilies and tribe-deserting perjury!
Below the belt, below my level,
blathering free,
the ensemble of simpletons
are slandering me
with wild accusations they
plucked from the air.
To say them in person they
never would dare.
For logical arguments
they have no use.
Instead they can conjure up
empty abuse.
Not listening or responding to
a word that I say,
the ensemble of simpletons.
Common are they.
With minuscule arrows they
fire at my shins,
they boast of their huge
intellectual wins.
Above their heads, above their lives,
I stroll through their town.
The losers of Lilliput
can’t tie me down.
Christmas in Auschwitz.
By the barn, on my glove, fall
snowstars of David.
