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The Oldest Love Letter

Although 23 years have passed since I missed that telephone call, I never forgot the message left on the answering machine. The caller was one of the world’s most successful balladeers. Charlie Landsborough’s voice was unmistakable as he thanked me for the impact my poetry had on him.

Democracy is likely the most abused term in human history

The Second World War never did formally end; it merely adapted to circumstances. The next stage was to mirror former U.S. President Abraham Lincoln’s judgement: ‘Destroy a people’s racial bond and you destroy its natural ride and resilience. The race mixers mongrelised offspring thus becomes more easily controlled and defeated, and their future depends on stronger peoples.’

In Memory of May 1st 1945

In Memory of May 1st 1945
a poem by Clara Sharland
‘In Memory of May 1st, 1945’ is a poem of mourning and hope: mourning for Adolf Hitler, who self-martyred on 30 April 1945; hope for Germany, for National Socialism, and for the Aryan race, all of which lived on to the next day. The poem subtly emphasizes hope over mourning by commemorating not the day of Hitler’s death, but the day after.

Did I Really Write That

When during a televised skirmish Ronald Reagan’s published memoirs came up, the former US president wryly remarked: ‘I hear it’s a terrific book. One of these days I am going to read it myself.’

The Vampires Suck

Vampire suck as the armies’ ruck,
And the beast goes on its way,
Invades and raids each nation’s wealth,
For the blood is the vampire’s pay.

Media drones with hearts like stones,
Launder their nation’s crimes,
While their hoodwinked poor,
At the pauper’s door,
Must suffer such trying times.