Poem -

The Anthropologist

The Anthropologist

Having Studied
Anthropology
Primarily
my first 4
years
of formal studies
in the Behavioral Sciences,
At heart
I consider myself
an Anthropologist

The 2 Political powers
that control American Politics
Today
has committed
Psychological
Rape
On Culture
Religion
and the
formidable search
for Tolerance

The Right
has created
a campaign
that attacks
the world of Islam
teaching false Propaganda
that all Muslims
follow and endorse
radical ideology
This is simply just not true
They feed on fear and ignorance

The Left
Endorses those who
preach Anti Semitic views
Allowing hate talk
such as "Chasing the Benjamins
to flood the aisles
and doors of Congress
Victims voices
are not important
to the Liberal
Sex Trafficking
Murder
and spending
Millions
to investigate
a
DNC Manufactured
Collusion
is their Mandate

As An Anthropologist
I see a civil war
between cultures
races
religions
designed
to self destruct
Democracy

When all is said and done
when
the battle
ends
A One World
order will
begin
and the leaders
of both sides
will miraculously
become one
As Pure
Control will be in
Place.......

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Tony Taylor

Hey G!!......"Oh what a tangled web we weave....".......I do think that we are headed to the "One World" order of things..... But I also think that there are things "Off in the wings" waiting to be revealed to the entire public!!..... Fingers Crossed!!....... Intriguing write my friend!!......ALL STARS!!....... your ever-friend and admirer........T xo ?✴❤

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