X-Calibre Poem by John Fenton Mcleish

protocols unfold
elites plan to take control
of the world we're told
and now it's all coming true
strategy o' zions jew
surpasses sun Tzu
and Machiavelli too
such an evil brew
no future if they succeed
for the peasants they will bleed
no matter your creed
race religious belief
you will cease to be
in our midst the enemy
attacks the state, family
soviets will be
for they will show no mercy
bound in slavery
never to be free again
like feudal lords rule the same
these are not wise men
who scheme this Armageddon
they are just demons
do you want to be a serf
bought and sold with masters purse
is this your future
some kind o' soulless creature
that begs for supper
we must fight them till our death
until our last dying breath
never surrender
with the power o' thunder
drive them asunder
a conspiracy so bad
unimaginably sad
good against evil
since time immemorial
eternal struggle
only peace strive to know
don't want to be a hero
liberty's not free
for sometimes one has te dee
as it's always been
just as rome become undone
by it's traitors within
soon the nation burns
like nero the rich play tunes
wasting our fortunes
time to speak up if you can
every woman and man
reward is heaven
so take the battle to them
again and again
mass media their weapon
with corrupt laws do threaten
on our side the right
even though they have the might
on us shines the light
for they are liars and thief's
who'll burn in purgatory
pope, czar, emperor
tyranny at your front door
good must be order
fear not proletarian
and never give up your guns
unarmed we are weak
become like dogs at their feet
this is how they treat
those they have come to defeat
with such contempt and deceit
feel the quickening
through your veins it is pumping
so electric, like lightning
to see through their deception
for they are the infection
do not make excuses
for their crimes and abuses
crawling is useless
stand up and be counted then
together as one nation
accelerating
conscious awakening
exhilarating
arise great Excalibur
and banish these sorcerers
in valley and fen
'cross mountain highland glen
do swear to defend
destiny is beckoning
for now comes the reckoning