
I don’t allow for different views
They only tend to light my fuse
So here’s my secret, spread the news
The “facts” I spew are just a ruse
I misdirect and then accuse
I’ll twist your words the way I choose
You’ll hate the nonsense I infuse
Yet in this way I turn the screws
I gripe and moan and sing the blues
That “hater” term I will abuse
To those of you I don’t amuse
Then “racist” too I’ll overuse
My rhetoric may not enthuse
Since simple logic I refuse
I’ll miss the point and all the cues
And skew the facts just to confuse
Since I’ll embrace unfair reviews
To me I win but never lose
But why should I care, this I muse
It’s not ME walking in your shoes
I taught the Muslims, taught the Jews
Yet feel no shame, so please excuse
I will not bend when truth ensues
Nor tolerate the proof you use
About the Creator
Earl W. Pearl
I’ve been writing poetry (rhyming mostly) since about 2014 and have recently transitioned to writing novels and short stories. My poetry genres are faith, humor, social issues, politics, pretty much any subject matter.



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