The Degraders

The Degraders

The spite that binds,

The malice in loss,

Cruelly retaliating injury not yet earned,

Now more certain through barbarous act.

Maliciously unkind to people unknown,

They warm themselves with shallow affronts,

Hollow congratulations of inconsequent malfeasance.

Detaching themselves from compassion they outrage,

Effecting little more than insult and indignity.

Pettiness is their brand.

Outrageous in their racket,

They rage that they are forgotten before they have begun,

Prescient of the inevitable.

Noxious opinions farted from the studiously uninformed,

The willfully imperceptive, the emphatically unread,

Braying into a cacophony they cannot overcome,

They needle those that cannot avoid the prick,

Rendered impaired by hurts they could not deflect,

Because life is cruel to the innocent and the guilty without bother.

Such niggling actors,

They portray themselves as guardians of truths concealed,

They are the bullies the rest of us remember.

Attempting to corrode lifelines, to undermine aid,

Because they have gone beyond any help.

They may be voting soon.

Let’s give them a good whelming.

Cliff Lake 9/22/2022

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