Batten down the hatches...even nail shut the door,
for tonight...a time starts again...our history changed, forever more.
As the yobs rule our streets... in all Towns and down every country lane,
uneducated with unreason...built in with confusion...leads their gruesome, barbaric gain.
In the chaotic ness of destruction...amongst the flicker of a homes candle lit light,
the destroyers come in droves, masked by the cowardly darkness, of night.
The beasts of pain...who riot until sane....who are seeking such beastly pleasure,
upon your doors sturdiness...with hardened feet and shoulders, with there might...they will force and measure.
now...it`s time for a Gun...or to give up? and give them your family and treasure?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem