Echos of Hatred
I think it’s really weird
How you’ve focused all your fear
Into judging people’s souls by how they look.
But if I were to judge YOU
“Only God’s judgement is true”
Is the passage you would spew
From out the book.
You think black people are lesser
And are only fit as jesters
While your own self value festers
In your eyes.
You talk down to women too
Even when they’re smarter than you.
Your insecurity is the glue
That holds the lies.
Then we have your hate for trans
As you shout “you’re not a man!”
Meanwhile your own wife can’t stand
Your hateful heart.
Your idea of a ‘man’
Comes from cookie molds you Stan
That all perform for “biggest fan”
in the flowchart.
You have missed the notification that
Your mind has been hijacked with scat.
While you idolize a dumb, rich brat
That feeds upon your soul.
They make sure to feed you lies
That will be your own demise
And it will all be televised.
They watch you as you praise their wealth
While you suffer in declining health
“Can’t you see you’re destroying YOURSELF?”
At night you scream.
But it is not to me you speak
It is to your soul underneath
From inhumanity bequeathed
From the regime.
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