Those who scorn my writing
Say it’s filled with hate.
They’re happier with trifles
Spooned out on a plate
Yes, I hate injustice.
It makes me mad as hell;
I hate propaganda
And treachery, as well.
I hate being lied to.
What gives those jerks the right?
Do they think we’re stupid,
Or merely not so bright?
I hate needless bloodshed
Caused by those who rule.
I hate it when those tyrants
Play me for a fool.
And what about corruption?
What’s there not to hate,
When it’s claimed our leaders
And our Fourth Estate?
I hate their usurpation
Of the freedom throne,
As they manipulate us
For causes not our own.
David Martin
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