Bigoted People

Bigoted people, doing funny things 
Like waiting for a cow to lay an egg 
From dusk till dawn, like moods, they swing 
Through back and forth, to chance they beg 

They're like stones in light of day
Rolling and rolling for shallow cause 
Without certainty for a glorious pay 
They cling through rust just like a moss 

*In line of my experiences of daily and hourly persecution by groups of bigots in this country, just because of my former social beliefs.*

January 11, 2023, PST, SPC
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