The Revenge Of The Armenian Transvestites Poem by Jon Ojala

It was always a war which cut across
all classes, villages, families,
Us versus them.
Their 'aberration' convicted them.
We hunted them down whenever we could.
'Peace and tolerance' they whispered to us.
'Infidels! ' we thundered back.
And we slaughtered them
wherever we found them.
We, the self-proclaimed
guardians of morality,
takers of the high road,
defenders of the faith,
were ultimately undone
by our own intolerance.
We were emboldened
by their lack of resistance
to our fanaticism.
It was their final revenge upon us,
their passive acceptance
of the fate we imposed upon them,
letting us degenerate into madness.

© 2009 Jon R. Ojala