We were promised change, we were sold a dream, but now waking Up to a nightmare scene. Higher TAXes, empty plates while they send our cash to FOREIGN STATES. They shut us down when we dare to speak, lock us up call it “keeping the Peace” but they let the LAW breaker walk in free to hotels while we freeze on the streets, our soldiers stand with empty hands while strangers arrive upon our sands. We paid the price, we built this place, now we’re the ones who living in disgrace.

ENOUGH IS ENOUGH, We won’t take no more so stop these ALIENS invading our shores, you SOLD US OUT, You broke our trust, It’s time for change it’s time for us ENOUGH IS ENOUGH we wont be played, Our country’s burning We’ve been BETRAYED.

They brake the LAW, They stroll right in while our own are starving in the wind, Hotel rooms, three meals a day, while veterans starve, But that’s OKAY we keep on paying but where’s it go? not to the People struggling at home, you take and take but never give, we work like dogs but barely live, the People cry but you don’t hear you sell us out year after year but we built this land, we shed our sweat, electing you was our biggest regret ENOUGH IS ENOUGH, We won’t take no more.

ENOUGH IS ENOUGH, We won’t take no more so stop these ALIENS invading our shores, you SOLD US OUT, You broke our trust, It’s time for change it’s time for us ENOUGH IS ENOUGH we wont be played, Our country’s burning We’ve been BETRAYED.

Homeless and always left in the cold, while they get a place, food and gold, you lock us up if we dare to say that Britain should come first today.

ENOUGH IS ENOUGH, We won’t take no more so stop these ALIENS invading our shores, you SOLD US OUT, You broke our trust, It’s time for change it’s time for us ENOUGH IS ENOUGH we wont be played, Our country’s burning We’ve been BETRAYED.

NO more lies, No more games, we’re taking back our name

NO more lies, No more games, we’re taking back our name

Not just a British Issue

We were promised a republic that served its people, a sovereign Ireland where the Truth and the Irish came first, where our soldiers, our workers, our elderly, our homeless would be looked after. Instead, we’ve been handed over to globalists, EU bureaucrats, and a political class that no longer serves the Irish nation.

This message strikes home for many of us. We’re watching as our people, our own, go without homes, food, basic dignity, while the government bends over backward to house and feed thousands who never lifted a hand to build this country. Veterans of a phycological war who wore the uniform of of their local GAA and school not that long ago now sleep rough while hotel rooms are filled with strangers flown in and paid for with our taxes. That’s not compassion, that’s betrayal.

We’re told to stay silent or be called racists, extremists, or “far-right.” But what’s extreme about wanting to protect our own? What’s hateful about demanding that our own elderly aren’t left on waiting lists while money is shipped out or handed over to people who broke in without permission?

We see our communities changing without our consent. Our culture diluted, our Irish identity dismissed. We’re shouted down for daring to speak Irish pride, yet told we must accommodate everything and everyone else. Is this what our ancestors fought and died for? A country where Irish people are second-class not even citizens in their own land?

Enough is enough.

Un like Paul Murphys narrow mind: This isn’t about hate, it’s about love

A Love for Ireland. A Love for our people. For our communities, our heritage, our right to exist and thrive in our own homeland without being sold out year after year by corrupt politicians who serve Brussels or Washington before they serve Dublin, Cork, Galway or Limerick never mind Leitrim Dunfanaghy,Cruinniú na mBád or Toraigh

It’s time we remembered who we are. Not subjects, not slaves, a proud nation, with every right to say: Ireland for the Irish first. Not because we hate outsiders, or because they are diffrent but because we love our own and must take care of our own before others. That’s not extremism, that’s survival.

 Tiocfaidh ár lá..? We’ve waited long enough. We’ve been too patient and far too polite. The state has broken its trust. The time for apologies is over. The time for action, peaceful, proud, and unwavering, has come. TÁ ÁR LÁ INNIU.

By Tyler Durden