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"The human heart is beautifully made / to shape love’s impulse lest our pulse degrade . . ."

"A man’s broad back is meant to bear the weight / of his people's misfortune with innate . . ."

"We have no better instrument to gauge / elite betrayal than our forlorn rage . . ."

"White teachers are defamed by liberals’ lore / which claims their doubts depress black students’ scores. . . ."

"The anger we encounter from most folk, the way they alternately rage and sulk . . ."

"This media that should reflect our norms / aims not to entertain but to reform . . ."

"This want of housing means a want of space / for children who’d rejuvenate our race. . . ."

"Childlessness has spread, a modern plague: / women ignore their body when it begs."

"The darkness that descends to crush my mind / when dwelling on the end of white mankind . . ."

"They preach diversity to the woke fold / and yet its dirty truths are never told . . ."

Seven poems for our people.

A poem by Spencer J. Quinn.

A new poem by Reb Kittredge.

On heritage.

Thoughts for our time.