They're Betrayed Us...(Filth) Poem by David Welch

I.
Do you know of Little Billy,
now three years in a public school?
Can't read or write at his level,
but I tell you what he can do,
he can tell you how he's become
a ‘two-spirit demi-wolf girl, '
and that he hopes to transition
to be his ‘true self' in the world,
he even knows something of sex,
the way some people thrust and blow,
from a book in the library,
things no seven-year-old should know.
We cannot blame Billy himself,
his mind is putty at that age,
rather I think it's his teacher
who's well-deserving of your rage.
a teacher who told her students
of he ‘pronouns, ' why she was gay,
festooned the room with rainbow flags,
and thinks that her voice should hold sway.
The kind you see on videos
take at teacher's conferences,
talking of ‘social agendas, '
how to ignore what the parent says,
activists disguised as teachers,
the child just a mind to take,
some even will ‘trans' your children,
with no thought of their future fate,
betrayed their duty to us all
in the name of their politics,
seeing children like test subjects,
enough to make anyone sick.
All while our test scores keep dropping,
creating confused imbeciles,
the teachers who've betrayed us thus
should really be treated like filth.

II.
Do you know of lovely Janice,
freshman in university,
Dad sent her to expand her mind,
to reason and think critically,
hoping that it would prepare her
for a world that often is harsh,
instead she came back spouting stuff,
that was well-and-truly bizarre.
First, she had chopped off all her braids,
"It's appropriation, " she said,
then went into some bullsh-t spiel
on how ‘only blacks' can wear dreads,
ignoring that Celts wore dreadlocks
before knowing Africa was there,
and that most cultures in the world
had figured out how to braid hair!
And a whole bunch of other stuff
that she tried to pass as deep thought,
she hated ‘all men, ' and the country,
and endlessly railed against God.
This wasn't something that she had
organically stumbled upon,
the more she spoke, the more he knew
the origin of all this wrong,
it all came from the professors,
the ones ensconced in liberal arts,
espousing luxury beliefs,
to young souls still ruled by the heart.
Taking tired socialism,
dressing it up as some crusade
to make youth feel like they're ‘heroes, '
fighting ‘injustice' in their age,
getting degrees in bad ideas,
that are of no use in real life,
gender theory, post modernism,
and other academic tripe,
so when those young minds graduate
with two hundred thousand in debt,
a barista serving coffee
is the best job that they can get.
And where are all the professors
when the ex-students see the flaws?
Safe up in ivory towers,
protect by the tenure laws.
They never have to pay the price
for bad ideas they inculcate,
luxury thoughts they can only hold
due to the wealth they claim to hate,
pay no price for lives they destroy
with leftist ideology,
trusted them to lead young adults,
but they've led them to tragedy,
learning nothing on how to think,
just some sleaze-ball professor's will,
these academics betrayed us,
we really should treat them like filth.

III.
Do you know of naïve Martin
who saw a report on the news
of how a young, black man was killed,
that the police had shot the dude!
Now protestors were raising hell,
he saw a large mob on TV,
and he agreed with what they said,
he'd fight this racism bravely!
But when he went to the protest
the numbers seemed to be quite small,
fifty-odd people with black masks,
and not one of them dark-skinned at all.
A few of them carried bear Mace,
several more carried heavy poles,
it didn't seem all that peaceful,
it seemed on the edge of control.
A rock flew out and hit a cop,
it struck the man square in the face,
if anyone had any sense
they all would have fled from that place.
But then the cops came wading in,
and Martin found himself in cuffs,
the black-masked folk chose to fight back,
the all got treated far more rough.
Later, sitting in the jail cell,
he heard from a quite annoyed cop,
the young, black man they're gathered for
opened fire when told to stop.
He had been caught stealing new cellphones,
shot six bullets running away,
a cop was still in the ICU,
the youth was innocent in no way.
This had all been in the blotter,
but in no newscast did appear,
they had a narrative to push,
so Martin had ended up here.
He'd lose his job the coming day,
and since he had a record now
employers would not take the chance,
his finances quickly went down.
It seems like such a simple thing,
to go on and just tell the truth,
trust the people to judge on their own,
but sadly, that's not what they do.
That old temptation for control,
to tell people what they will think…
seems to consume all media,
there's no depths to which they won't sink.
They tell you that a criminal
was a victim and then in turn,
fell no shame when the riots come,
when people and businesses burn.
They'll ignore when a president
did stuff in showers with his kid,
if he's on the same side as them
they'll pretend that he never did.
Then they'll look at the other side,
latch onto any awkward words,
then act like it's the end of days,
no matter how blindly absurd,
leaving us all in confusion,
unable to know what goes on,
or misinformed but confident
as we head down a path that's wrong.
Their duty to help the public
forgotten in their power games,
leading to people like Martin
with ill-formed notions in his brain.
And do they ever pay a price
for choosing to broadcast this sh-t?
Oh now, they hide behind free speech
(When not trying to destroy it!)
Well-spoken liars in a suit,
lawyers look like saints next to them,
the only constant that we know
is they will lie to us again.
Betrayed the trust we placed in them
to make propaganda and swill,
reporters are a plague on man,
so yes, treat these scumbags like filth.