Scratch a Lefty, Find a Hippo
You should be my own people –
Strivers for a bright tomorrow,
Dreamers for an equal way,
A better chance, a greater say.
But the moralising streaks still creep
With the finger-wag to follow –
Authoritarian and snide,
How come we’re on the same damn side ?
You should be my own people,
Treating people just the same –
Instead, you’re tribal, keeping score,
Denouncing heretics galore.
But no ! Rebuking you is cheap –
I still believe we share an aim.
What makes us strong, what shows we care,
Is when our foes are treated fair.
Rhyming Couplets 