Slanted
I didn't choose this raincoat called skin
They were biased beyond belief,
to the point that there was no relief.
They were looking for a specific slant,
something they would have no need to recant.
So, they readily accepted everyone who thought the same,
everyone slanted left, those who went and came.
Such biases were accommodating for the works that were sexual,
it was their drug, their one thing perpetual.
They chose the works that fed their embedded messages,
the ones that satisfied their fiendish fetishes.
They conspired to praise the perverted,
and limit the pure ones and those who had been converted.
I just want to express the truth
in a real-world-kind-of-way,
there is not much more,
or less,
that I should even try to say.
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. Aspiring licensed mental health counselor. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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