You Claim... Poem by DM W

You Claim...



You claim to be democratic, so why is it
Different when you lose. Remember Brexit? !
You preach trendy, identity politics
And all that correctness. Yet you make me sick,
As you couldn't give a damn about real injustice.
You adore token gestures, so I know something is amiss.
In truth, your just a fashion accessory,
In the grimy hands of the powers that be.
You merely decorate their swollen egos.
You're no threat to their dark, imperial shows.
You claim to be for freedom. Give me a break!
You are such a whiny, insipid snowflake.
You're a liberal, middle- class Jaffa cake.
Please wake up and smell the coffee for God's sake!

Wednesday, November 25, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: anger,political humor
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