Small Towns Turning Brown -- "Canadian Peasant" New Brunswick Youtuber

Jun 16, 2019

Small towns turning brown, no where left to run. World majorities chasing down our elderly, to them it's fun. Everywhere a foreign tongue, a foreign song is sung. Hardly containing their celebration, convinced they've all but won. Heaving grief, heaving groceries, seven years worth at least. Cans of expired yellow pea soup will make a splendid feast. The days of our lives, as the soap opera goes, are as grains of sand. Leaving your bike laying around, letting go of a child's hand, were luxuries, not guarantees. You foolish disciples of the Pharisees. You gave up without a fight so that you could have a life of ease. The fruit of betrayal, no safe streets left to walk upon. Everything you took for granted, is now gone.
"Canadian Peasant" Youtuber in New Brunswick