Those ones are particularly harmful
They don’t show up with a flashy name, a sign,
A little badge stitched on their collar.
They are the defenders of their own righteousness,
They rally, ever so subtly,
Before letting loose
These tiny frustrated beings
Whose only equal is diversity.
How I love to watch them contradict themselves.
They talk, they talk…
Just stay silent:
They do all the work themselves.
The more selective they are,
The more they trip
Over the hole they dug themselves.
Has anyone ever awakened
Consciousness by condemning what another was doing?
For me, there’s nothing worse
Than self-proclaimed messiahs.
The slogan says it all. I agree wholeheartedly!
Was thinking about something similar to this recently but more populist leaders...wrote a poem too