The Bigot
THE BIGOT
Having settled into a firmament
of tarnished soil,
your sprouted roots
bring forth sullied growth.
What was blessed
by the sun at birth,
now hides
in deep shadows
of the moon,
living half a life in darkness
creating the fear that
comes from a wolf's howl.
C.A.K. 11-3-2012
SYNOPSIS of 'THE BIGOT'
We are born innocent,
but soon learn to distrust.
Racial prejudice, bigotry,antisemitism
emboldens and excites ignorance
and soon hate becomes the bigot's
religion of choice.
Copyright © Allan Koven | Year Posted 2013
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