National Unity Party

Time doesn’t move anymore.
The days blur. Nothing feels real.
We’re not at home in this world — we’re stuck in the ruins of something that used to mean something.

This island used to breathe spirit.
Churches rang. Families stood strong. Honour mattered. God mattered. You mattered.

Now?
Grey buildings where cathedrals once stood.
Empty men chasing empty women. Gambling shops, porn, takeaways, pills, debt, screens.
The joy’s gone. The soul’s gone. And they still tell you — “This is progress.”

I walk the streets and see it in your face.
Tired. Angry. Lost.
The white lad blames the Muslim. The Muslim blames the white lad.
Brothers divided — but who lit the fire?

This didn’t “just happen.”
It’s not chaos. It’s deliberate.

They want you like this.
Weakened. Distracted. Blaming the wrong people.

Elites loyal to globalist and Zionist interests — not to Britain — feed you lies.
They stir hate, then stay hidden.
They break your country, then tell you it’s your neighbour’s fault.

They bomb the Middle East, then flood our streets with refugees.
They ruin the economy, then shame you for not affording a home or a family.
They flood your body with chemicals and your mind with corruption — and dare to call it “freedom.”

And we’re done.
Done with their fake “solutions” — the pills, the processed food, the broken minds.
We know exactly what they’re doing:
Demoralising. Disorienting. Weakening whole nations under the lie of progress.

But here’s what scares them —
That something’s changing.
A spark. A stirring. That voice inside you saying:
“This isn’t how it’s meant to be.”

I haven’t given up.
And I haven’t given up on you.

That feeling you carry? It’s real. That fire. That ache. That anger.
They’ve lied to you — but they haven’t broken you.

Now it’s time to wake up!

Look around — we’re not each other’s enemy.
Whether you wear a cross or a crescent, whether you’re white, black, or Asian —
we’re all being crushed by the same machine.

Our values. Our women. Our faith. Our future.
All under attack by something soulless and global.

But this generation — we will not kneel.

We rise not just for Britain — but for Africa, for the East, for every land and people crushed by global tyranny.

This is my vision:
A time will come when every man and every woman will march beneath one banner — National Unity. Not as voters. Not as followers. But as the living embodiment of a new Britain
Not divided by race or religion,
But united — one people — shoulder to shoulder against the tyrants.

Stand with us.
And the world will see that Britain has awakened — and it will not kneel.

Thomas Wood
Leader, National Unity Party

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