This poem is about how everybody thinks they are the good guy.
Warnings >> Nazis >> Confusion
Don’t twist your definitions
beyond recognition
or you will be sorry.
People may pass each other on the street
and say
“Wow. That fella sure is sorry.”
Others may empathize.
You may gain a following
as you walk.
You are the author
of a little world.
But be warned,
keep it straight, man.
Make it Good.
Or you could turn into Richard Spencer,
self-taught “racist Nazi,”
seeking abominable regime.
