Assumption of Entitlement

A failure to pursue

The very basic things in life

Shall lead to entanglements

Promulgating strife.

Shall lead insinuation,

To a flexing of the call

That entitlements are really

Not entitlements, at all.

Assuming that the black man

Has blood as red as thine,

But thee are as lilly white

As a floret on a vine?

Assuming our assumptions here

Are sootier than sin

Then the rationale offered,

Is ridiculously thin.

Then you who have loved

Wear black hate in your heart

For they who aspire

To intrude from the dark,

All they, who conspire

To trespass your day

To sift carnally, perhaps,

Your fine lady away.

Who would argue, then,

The precipitous tone

That configures your honesty

When caught out alone.

Infidelity lost In the mire of a lie....

Which, expediently, slipped

From your sweet lips, to fly?

Where now the mercy,

Where now the grace,

Of the insidious smirk

That smears your face...

Having eaten the turkey,

Savoured the wine

With those War torn Ghazan's

Starving, brutally, in grime?

The curse is all around us

The Woke, Effete and Prim,

The Holy and the Righteous

All wear that specious grin,

An Entitlement to Elevate,

A Right to Wear the Crown

A place just to the left of God

Which keeps the riffraff down.

Irrespective of the nation,

All languages and hue

Through strata of society

This malady is YOU!

This spectre of entitlement

In the self imposed Elite

Is now the key to immolation

In humanity's defeat.

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30 December 2023