The validity
of your opinions
is called
into
question
when you let your
twisted backwards bigotry
show through the cracks
of your
politically correct mask.
I see hate in your eyes,
hidden behind a sheen
of what you call
loving your neighbor.
I’d have real strong feelings
about being your neighbor,
it’s the kind of hate
that wouldn’t do the courtesy
of pissing on you
when you’re on fire.
I love this! It’s very strongly written and I can feel your frustration. It’s very honest as well.
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It’s so sad, when another person’s hate begins to infect us with hate ourselves. A riveting poem.
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