As they look down their long noses upon us proletariat

Not a bit subtle is their attitude or their public appearance

Approaching us with a superiority in their very being

Their outlook a snarky understanding of our irrelevance

Treating us like little children scolding us as impotents

Schooling us on the wickedness of the one we follow

The progressive ones asserting their own pre-eminence

While ironically chastising us for our lack of tolerance

The race card always their wild card, their ace in the hole

The card played with savage vengeance against their foe.




Author's Notes/Comments: 

If the shoe fits . . . . 

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