They
They’ve convinced themselves ,
That they’ve been oppressed ,
Fragile white punks,
Everyone else they detest,
Stripped of the illusion,
They’re alpha males,
Just common trailer trash,
When the thumb’s off the scales,
With everything in their favor,
They still can’t excel,
The truth of history,
They try and dispel,
They hide behind God
Drape themselves in the flag,
Of their racial superiority,
They often like to brag,
It’s truly glorious
When the curtain falls,
They have the self awareness,
Of a dog licking his balls
Copyright © Jim Vandevelde | Year Posted 2021
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