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Created on: April 07, 2007 Last Updated: May 14, 2007
Loyalty to a Nation
When asked why they should defend their nation
when an invading army was coming
into their country
different people gave different answers
Some answers were noble ones
some were just kids' excuses
Let me tell you bluntly:
You like it or not you have to take up arms
to defend your nation
because these invading bandits are going to
kill your father, rape all your sisters
and mother
as proved by history:
Infants, helpless old people, pregnant women,
harmless monks and children
they were lined up, gunned down and left unburied
in the paddy field
Do you want this to happen at City Hall and Orchards?
They will ask you to dig a hole
large enough for your own body
They will force you to knee near the hole
and shoot you on the head
Your body will drop into the hole you dug
ten seconds ago
Do you still want time to consider
whether you should defend your country?
These invading bastards can promise you
the suns and the moons
But when they successfully control your nation
they had to get rid of you
as history had proved during
the past seven thousand years
Those cowards in the past deserved to die
they did not appreciate loyalty
Simple economics theory tells you that
the invading bandits cannot allow you to exist
because more players means the less shares
Why should they allow you
to enjoy the fruit of their labour?
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