Of what are we intolerant
If not intolerance
And thus, re the same charges we level,
We lack repentance.
It’s not just a lifestyle
That we want to embrace
But that we also want to evangelize
Others to our own taste.
Thus, minority groups
Want amendments to the Law
To permit them full and free practice
Of acts perceived as flawed.
Such acts to be nameless
For the purpose of this poem
Such that my intolerance of intolerance
Don’t become a problem.
As if this were not enough
They want a right to theirs
And thus, move that a law be passed
To eradicate your cares.
You must accept me
Though I don’t accept you
And this must be in the Constitution
To protect my view.
You are therefore guilty
Of what you accuse me
And wanting a law to vindicate you
Is ludicrous insanity.
I will tell you what, though,
We already have that,
“Different strokes for different folks”
And this is a daily fact.
“All are equal under the Law”
Is mostly for common folk
For to see bigwigs brought to justice
Is nothing short of a joke.
I am intolerant of you
As you are intolerant of me
But when the Law permits depravity
That will be the death of me.
Stewart Russell © August 11, 2024
