Timid Morality – a poem

​Long have I thought myself past

That timid and lying morality,

Self deluding and possessive

Of all futures and possible past.


The now shows that though I may be

Past such things, the owners are not,

Strains of prejudice making rules

For themselves, new ones for others.


“We are all one.” they say, loudly,

“Oh, but not those, they belong not.”;

With one hand all is well, beneath

The other lies an enduring hell.



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