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I once wrote a POTW, getting to know you, was the theme 
Simple little rhyme, about soupers commonalities it seems 
Now I’m discovering disparity, divisions, different schisms 
Joining the dots together, one picture emerges, extremism 
A few (leading lights), have gathered sheep into their pens
Who in turn follow them blindly, to anywhere and back again 

None of my business you say, and I would be first to agree 
But our paths must cross sometimes, as now you can see
Such is lies, such is truth, it’s all immaterial within a poem
A story is a story, our imagination counts, on bringing home 
I manipulate words, trying to imbue you within stark verse
Encouraging open-mindedness, never planning to coerce 

Others have hidden agendas, encoding influences of ambition 
Deluded in their own self importance, to maintain recognition 
Suppressing freethinkers, using propaganda, covert pretexts 
Don’t like the tone of your language, get shunned by request 
Teach us a lesson, an opinionated authority, waves a big stick 
Seen this crap before in institutions, got caned as a small kid

Gaslighting, solipsistic, narcissistic, torchbearers of nothing
Pushing your own egos, not poets work, shameless plugging 
Some fellow poets do fall foul, getting led up the garden path
Instead of expressing independence, write to appease wrath 
So this message is from a nobody, and I’m calling you to task
Why! because I have a pair of balls, not satan behind a mask. 

This is no exposé, majority of soupers, see through your cover 
Easy now, I won’t mention any names, best ignore this nutter
I proffer diversity and conversation, no nihilistic atheist stray
Unlike his predecessors, won’t get disheartened or walk away
Look at history what happened, when pandering to dictators
Carrying swastikas in suicidal obedience, to Hitler their savior. 

                   I’m not trying to tempt your faith, 
                   write about god write about man, 
                   But when man believes he’s god, 
                   Yeah! we’ve already lost the plan

                   And for that habitual poltergeist 
                   that keeps messing up comments 
                   Are you trying to tell me something 
                   or just afraid of the open contents

By 
David Kavanagh
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