Adapted poem by Jovan Dučić about the Croatians, suitable for VMRO's character

[TheSerbianLibertarian]

You didn't knew dying near the broken sword
At your native fields, defending them with honor
You ornamented with flowers every conquerer
Singing him hymns, shamelessly and loudly..

You have waited for Freedom, petrified race
Brought by foreign bayonnettes
On your hills you have lead foreign heards
Because you don't know to die for freedom in dignity

Show me in line the knights of your kin
Which with hammer from your hands broke the chains
Where is the Karađorđe of your people
Show me your Thermopylae cliffs.

With foreigner's knife you have crawled in mud
With the bloodthirtstiness of a beast, a mucky hyena
In order to brutally strike your brother in the back
And kill the infant in the womb of a woman.

You haven't yet obscured the infinite graveyards
Hiding the bloody knife under the armpits
From the gallows new noose is prepared
In the twilight of your mind you dream your new boss

You have defended the land from the children of ours
From the cradle drinked the blood of innocend infants
Under the banner of shame with the name VMRO,
you put Christ, Freedom and Saints

In the madness of yours looking who shall the knifes new
Sharper and harsher to iron for you
Whose rifle you will put on your shoulder
Who can best command you