This is for the outspoken racists The short-sighted chauvinists The one-sided misogynists And every avid supporter of any form of intolerance
I think it's time I give you a piece of my mind Allow me to crack through my cranium and you can Extract whichever lobe of my brain you find suitable to fix your mental feebleness
Take my frontal lobe, I beg you because Your so called conscientious thoughts Permanently belong in the dumpster Your brain flies confederate flags at half mast As a constant reminder that even if The South doesn't rise again you can still rest Knowing you wave ignorance blissfully in the air
Or maybe you should have my parietal lobe Since your manipulation of information is highly suspect I suspect you've placed bigotry and hostility under solid ground Equipped with enough racial slurs and misogynistic remarks To blow up this whole town Homegrown nouns and verbs conducting your own personal weapon of mass destruction Corrupting the ears that welcome your mushroom clouds
Then again, your occipital lobe is out of whack too Considering whether gray clouds paint the sky or Royal waves reflect golden rays All you ever see is black or white, gay or straight Wrong or right, hate and hate And I hate to break it to you But you are blind to the beauty before us all Your eyes fail to focus in on how we all Lose scarlet plasma to paper cuts Gain white hair and hardened scars And share copper casket homes six feet deep
I almost forgot about your temporal lobe That needs an entirely new design Because it seems as though through all of this outrage You can't process the filth in your mind Like the smell of your own rotten attitude Escapes your nostrils and pollutes the openness around you Preventing any genuine intention the air it needs to breathe
Your entire brain is a train wreck You need professional intellectual injections Red pen corrections that can transform your neural network Into a well-oiled machine fueled by tolerance Overflowing with premium petroleum enhanced with high grade sensitivity to diversity
I want your synapses to fire positive discussions Rather than recreate cerebric tyranny I want your gray matter to mind its manners To render exceptional positions So your point of view refuses to point fingers I want your prejudices pressure washed so far down Your head's highway that they resort to becoming full-time pedestrians I want your ability to communicate eliminated unless You annihilate the venom from your vocabulary
But the choice is yours You're voice is yours And I won't take it from you This is not a debate nor a dispute over your vernacular Hate speech is undeniably your native language And unfortunately you own the right to be as wrong as your words allow you to be Instead this is merely a message that I hear your hostility A not so subtle reminder that your narrow-mindedness is nauseating And this society has enough deadly diseases to deal with To drill your acceptance defect straight through your skull But please feel free to take any part of my mind And find the time to perform your own lobotomy So maybe then you'll understand That intolerance has no place in anyone's anatomy