A Stroll Thru Society’s Garden

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The well heeled ne’er-do-well
Saddled by his high steed
Partays in excesses
Partly, excrement greed

He thinks poorly of poor
Not of his hue, race and creed
While prince, his Klan, prospers
Paupers’ red ink doth bleed

Deems white privilege his birthright
Which he won’t ever cede
In his dreamscapes he’s bad cop
His victims’ throats / groins get kneed

He yearns for plebes to bow, kowtow
Genuflect to his breed
When they non-stop, slop his ego
He’ll pig out on such feed

As the pontificator, pompous
Be it screeched speech or scrawled screed
He’ll get off on his power
To morph vile words to done deed

That ego tripping praise junkie
Doth one thing with warp speed
Arrives right on schedule
Deep down in snake pit of need

In short, he’s capricious, avaricious
The vicious bad seed
Stifles society’s garden
Like each run riot weed

To address well the masses
The heady adage to heed
To empower crude rude dudes
Means we’ll never be freed

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Stay Publicly / Properly Masked!
Stay Safe at Home!
Stay Healthy!

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