From the anthology, Scenes From the Cerebellum, a work in progress.
I wrote this poetic rant in about 45 minutes, a reaction of disgust on my part at what the United States is becoming. Fueled by social media, two types of racists have come crawling out of the woodwork in recent years: "Front door" racists get in a person's face and tell them they're inferior. The "back door" racist constantly complains adout being a victim of "systemic" racism. Both kinds are destroying this country with their collective intolerance for those they deem to be inferior/ intolerant. Poets need to speak up boldly about it.