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"What European-American nationalism needs: an utterly professional infrastructure of information-dissemination, an economic base, and brilliant, dedicated, united leaders that would make Putin's FSB look like Girl Guides. We have none of these things." - Kevin Alfred Strom

The Pine

by Däanlea and Kevin Alfred Strom

AUTHOR’S NOTE:

THIS POEM is really two poems by two authors.

The first part was sent to me by an aspiring new poet named Däanlea, whose work really deserves to be published in print one day.

The second part is my response.

This piece begins in a personal vein, […]

"The passion for equality is partly a passion for anonymity: to be one thread of the many which make up a tunic; one thread not distinguishable from the others. No one can then point us out, measure us against others and expose our inferiority." - Eric Hoffer

To Those I Love

by Kevin Alfred Strom

(composed while forcibly separated from my family and loved ones and imprisoned by the U.S. government on false charges)

THEY PUT ME in a prison They tried to take my soul They sullied my good name My destruction was their goal

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"Whites, particularly the kind of Whites we'd want to have lots of children, are too damned careful about such things. They want to make sure 'the time is right' and that 'everything is in place' for the child. I have news for them. The time and circumstances are never perfect. You have to trust the fates and throw caution to the wind sometimes. Let your sexual joy be complete, let your love live, let Nature have her way. Somehow, it WILL work out. It always has." - Kevin Alfred Strom

To My Autistic Son Alfred

by Kevin Alfred Strom (composed while forcibly separated from my family and imprisoned by the U.S. government on false charges; because of his disability, Alfred is incapable of understanding why his Daddy did not see him for almost two years)

WHERE DID YOU come from, lost soul child? Where oh where, my darling — Dark […]