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Another prepping poem by NR - NorthernRaider - 18 September 2012 What brings the future, what is in time What catastrophe should we mind. Famine and conflict, drought and storm No more energy to keep us warm. Costly oil and expensive fuel Civil unrest and repressive rule. Mass unemployment and no future jobs Empty streets now ruled by yobs Cops in vans armed and tooled Liberty died to protect the fools. Rights we fought for lost and gone No more democracy , sold for a song. Benefits and welfare is the creed But Liberty and freedom is what we need. Unelected Europe is at stake The last of our freedoms it aims to take. Migrants and chancers beat at our doors But numbers are limited within our shores. Freedoms traded for some dole Gone like the pits , the miners and coal. Preppings our future, survivalism our creed Fighting for rights and liberty’s we need. Self- reliance and independence we need Throw welfare and dole into the weeds Planning and prepping our futures we make Relying on society is not our take. RE: Another prepping poem by NR - HunterNurturer - 19 September 2012 Inspired by NR I call it... "When..." When all turns sour and the warshouts cry And the religious kneel and pray to the sky When the mobs roam free and show no fear And the criminals smile from ear to ear When the sheeple dream of days gone by When they mocked the signs that read "THE END IS NIGH!" And the riot squads run and the people cheer And the government's bunkers are flooded with tears To all your creature comforts, say goodbye Because the trucks stop coming when the oil is dry. When the economy dies and the banks go down And a fifty pound note is worth less than a crown When police don't turn up and the gangs own the streets And the bravest of men are still forced to retreat When the good men are few and the hungry abound With the shops long since looted and no wildlife around What good are the invoices, cheques and receipts What good is that money you used to mistreat When the law's no more and the children starve O wherefore art thou bleeding hearts? When the West descends into anarchy Because you taught the West that the World was free. RE: Another prepping poem by NR - NorthernRaider - 19 September 2012 Oh I do like that, very well thought out and scribed, I salute you Sir. |