Citizens of Europe
Wake up, citizens of Europe.
Your nations are dying in silence.
Criminals wear crowns of democracy.
They serve not you, but their ego.
They speak of freedom,
while selling war.
They wave the flag of peace,
but their hands drip with oil and blood.
Ukraine burns.
Children cry beneath falling skies.
And they call it strategy.
Tell me,
in whose interest is this war?
Not yours.
Not the farmer.
Not the worker.
Not the mother who prays at night.
NATO does not speak for you.
It speaks for the few
who feast while you starve.
Your taxes feed the war machine.
Your sweat builds their empires.
While you stand in cold streets,
searching for work,
they count their gold.
Rise, citizens of Europe.
Before silence becomes your grave.
Before your cities become ashes
and your children forget your voice.
Europe is bleeding.
Her heart grows weak.
You can still save her—
but not with fear,
not with hate,
only with courage and truth.
The time is now.
Unite.
Speak.
Act.
Or history will whisper your shame.
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