You once said you’re a good person, but he can prove to you you’re not, 

Just a follower of hateful people, their doctrines full of rot. 

Besides the things you did to him, the lies you know you told, 

The betrayal you undertook on the command of the haters in your fold, 

He knows exactly what you’re doing now, because it’s the same as you always did, 

As you have no mind of your own, my dear, just a parrot of heinous shit. 

You know damn well that you’ve allowed straight up using perverts into your life, 

After throwing a fit over nothing, and creating your own endless strife.

But he knows you’ve looked at who they follow and know that it’s the truth, 

But you’re such a coward that you add more of them, knowing they’re uncouth, 

And you placate fully aware that they are fucking creeps and rife, 

But they’re friends of friends, so you placate them and allow them to invade your life. 

Right now you’re nodding along with racist, dickless little men, 

The kind who think they’re “patriots” and act as if God’s their best friend. 

Either ones that you’re fucking, or hope to fuck, agreeing like a dog, 

Or the braindead wives of married ones, who echo hate to keep their comfy lives in a fog. 

These people have no clue what’s going on, though they claim they know the score, 

But they don’t, at all, intellects of apes, and disdain for the poor, 

And just use it as an excuse to rationalize, to justify their hate. 

It’s not really politics. It’s just good old fashioned bigotry, 

And you’re surrounded by it on all sides, as you choose to be. 

They insist, “No, we’re not racists. It’s because it’s all illegal,” 

While the one they support, their big daddy, breaks the law in daily duh. 

But they don’t care about that, because they want their views to replace all rights, 

And their views are nothing more than racist, misogynist, two-year-old level shite. 

And yet you nod along and smile, repeat it in your head, aloud, 

Without so much as an acknowledgement that it’s just pure hatred from your crowd.

If that’s not enough to convince you that you enable disgusting fucks, 

Listen then to something else that was caused by your precious little cucks. 

You know these bastions of hypocrisy are the reason kids you claimed to love so much, 

Lost the funding they need so badly, stolen by the will of pigs whose dicks you suck.

But that doesn’t matter to you, does it? The ass-kissing will continue, 

Because it’s all about you, all the time, and the monsters you cater to. 

Then these ingrate fucks, these soulless creeps, whose words you need to hang on, 

Will go to church and pretend they’re godly, when they’re the devil’s spawn. 

You can’t be good, you can’t be Christian and live a life based upon ignorance and hate, 

Parroting the opinions of dickless louts, only hoping for a rich mate.

The one who tells you this has no allegiance to any ideology, 

He does not support either side, and only watches the fall of humanity. 

And he assures you without doubt, that these men you revere as good, 

Are also liars and adulterers, abusers of all types, 

How does he know,? Because their outward facades are of a kind, and pricks don’t change their stripes. 

But you’re as bad as they, because you justify their horrid points of view,

You’re as racist, as misogynist as they, because you were raised without a clue. 

Does that piss you off, does it make you angry, do you deny it totally? 

Shove it, liar, you know it’s true, and you’ll keep doing it faithfully, 

Because not only are you filled with a gross subservience to bad men,

Or their wives who parrot these pseudo-males’ bigotry to keep their hateful den. 

You’re belligerent and a coward, who will not think for yourself at all, to scared to ever see,

As the friendship of bad people means more to you than call of faith or honesty. 

You’ll change nothing and suffer for it in soul, until the very end, 

With a heart blackened by the hate you swallow, opportunism your only friend. 

You’re not a good person, you see, you’re horrible and you choose to be, 

And every time you do it from now on, you know you’re a monstrosity, 

And you have no high ground from which to judge anybody …

So, little girl with no real soul, fuck off with your fake holy.