Poetry: SJW Accuser

[Rev.Cambeul]

SJW Accuser:
Hah!
You're a Creator
So you think you're the leader of the Master Race
Like a World War One Ace
You're a Nazi And
A pretend Reverend
Doing what you think is Right
For the privileged and the White
You're nothing but a hate Barrator

Defender:
No, I'm Just a Creator
So accept your place
Less than race, but your niggardly deserved space
Understanding your little spat
Pass me your hat so I may shat
You're the one that claims to be Europa's Exterminator
{Pause} ...
For the White Race remember that Creativity is the One and Only Salvator
But the Creator is not the only Barrator
RaHoWa!

[Rev.Cambeul]

Old Saying from the Australian Army
Join the Army
Travel to strange exotic lands
Meet strange exotic people
And kill them

Star Trek
Join Starfleet
Seek out new people and new civilisations
And boldly f. them and kill them like no man has f.ed and killed before

[Rev.Cambeul]

WWI Poetry

Dulce et Decorum Est by Wilfred Owen

Extract: Gas! GAS! Quick, boys!—An ecstasy of fumbling
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time,
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime.—
Dim through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.

More at https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/46560/dulce-et-decorum-est

Note: Dulce et decorum est Pro patria mori.
Latin phrase is from the Roman poet Horace: "It is sweet and fitting to die for one's country."
For a Creator: To die in the defence of one's people is but a reward before death.

Horace never had to die from a stomach wound from a sword, or a bayonet, or suck in Mustard Gas or watch his people slaughtered one by one by so-called Multiculturalism ... But it did happen to Horace and Ancient Multicultural/Christian Rome.

The dead men do tell their Tales.

Cailen