Poem -

Cancel Culture

Cancel Culture

Tyrannical hoofs 
of an Ass
Cancels culture

Telegraphic Speech
Carefully Scripted
From a Wuhan’s
Lab
Hollywood Script
must get
a nod
from the
mouth
that
bank rolls
our stimulus
checks
as the puppet’s
son 
makes a new 
deal
in front of the
nose
of Uncle Sam
 
We climbed the Hill
to the lies of
our care takers
with Mitch
leading the way
 
No one expected 
the mount
to be made
of sand
 
Nothing is free
with every dollar
spent
a right has
been quietly 
taken away
 
Yesterday
the act
of kneeling
during the
national anthem 
was accepted
as  a social voice
today
respecting
the flag
is deemed
as a symptom
of racism
 
Ask anyone
oh
wait a 
minute!

everyone
is afraid
to speak

knowing
that
it is only
a matter
of
time
until

the black
car appears
taking
the ones with
courage
to a place
of
no 
return……………………..

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Being Me

today
respecting
the flag
is deemed
as a symptom
of racism

The flag of England has this problem!  The red cross on the white background seems to be now seen as a racist comment....which is sad and it shouldn't be like this. But thanks to a few nasty individuals it is. 

You are not afraid to fly in the face of controversy and I admire you for it...not that this is contravercial... and you have the guys to stand behind your principles. I admire that too because so many people havent.have thought provoking write Greg!  👏👏👏👏  ⚘x

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