You're ****** and doomed.
Your soul's not saved.
Virtue-signal all you want . . .
the road to Folly, fully paved
is Fool's Gold gleaming all the way.
Virtue's valiant vanguard, you—
the banner of surrender waved;
Facebook-friendly memes of mention
pointing to your selfish cause:
socially just desserts. Attention
paid to certain liberal flaws.
Virtue-signalling to the flock
gesturing, gesticulating;
hieroglyphics of deceit.
You're up for take-down, ours to mock,
bleating to your followers, prating—
well-assured in your conceit.