Bound in blessings with the Left -
Brother Left!
Joined in patriotic love of country - fellow man!
How we quarrel, quarrel, quarrel,
In pursuit of governing!
Stars and stripes define our kinship,
Coupled by our common heirship
Providential comforting;
Striving on, on, on,
In the stately pantheon,
And respectful competition of opinions coalesced
From the Left, Left, Left, Left,
Left, Left, Left -
From the striving and reviving of the Left.
Hear the agitating Left,
Fearful Left!
Having aspirations of equality expressed!
Notions quite inferior -
Vaunting ours - superior!
From the birth of modern man
The crown is ours.
God-anointed master plan
Grants the bounty to the chosen ruling clan -
Avatars!
Rightful is our point of view!
Such a farce to claim equivalence in detinue!
How undue!
How untrue!
Parity!?! They misconstrue!
Toleration? We eschew -
And the thieving, and deceiving
Of the Left, Left, Left,
Of the Left, Left, Left, Left,
Left, Left, Left -
To the squeaking and the shrieking of the Left!
Hear the loud and loathsome Left -
Traitor Left!
Behold their filthy claims of equity expressed!
Speaking for their people now,
In a gruesome, ghastly growl!
Bellowing their heresies,
From their foul vicinities,
Blasphemies!
All the voices tell me that the Left is savage and insane,
All the faces sell me feelings of derision and disdain,
Ceaseless refrain, refrain, refrain,
Feed the chorus to sustain
That which makes me feel exceptional,
Castigating as contemptible,
Anyone with views apart from mine.
Oh, the Left, Left! Left!
Inhumane and demonized,
Reviled!
How they dream, and scream, and scheme!
How could anyone oppose
Righteous, pure and godly promulgated truth?
Yet the chosen few persist,
Through the gnashing,
And the thrashing,
‘Owning Libs’ is sacrosanct;
Even though the mirror shows,
The heaving,
And the seething.
And the cowardice repeating,
Of the spinelessness - projected on the Left—
On the Left—
On the Left, Left, Left, Left,
Left, Left, Left—
In the droning and the groaning of the Left!
Hear the venom of the Left -
Evil Left!
Claiming equity of those awash in melanin!
Fetid fiends of arrogance,
Threatening our dominance,
Damaging hegemony,
Weakening supremacy,
Of the righteous, rightful heirs of kingdom come!
The heresies that they espouse,
Causes panic to arouse;
Evilness!
Oh! These wicked, loathsome creatures,
WIth disgusting, grotesque features;
Vileness!
And their preaching, preaching, preaching,
In their pitched and putrid screeching,
Mutual inclusion teaching!
Oh, what awful, wretched swine!
Having sold their own humanity
For prolonged insanity!
The fools!
Look at them! It’s not us, not me!
Can’t you see? See!?! See!!!
SEE!
Paranoia on the Left!
How delusional they are,
Maniacal are the Left!
Spying on my ev’ry move!
Telling lies, lies, lies!
Being kind is for the week!,
Tell that to the dreadful Left—
The wretched Left -
Telling lies, lies, lies!
Selfishness in virtue!
Hear the throbbing of the Left -
Of the Left, Left, Left -
Hear the sobbing of the Left;
Telling lies, lies, lies,
And they creep, creep, creep,
Spying on me as I sleep!
Oh! The mania of the Left -
Of the Left, Left, Left -
The hysteria of the Left,
Of the Left, Left, Left, Left -
Left, Left, Left -
And the moaning and the foaming of the Left.
"The Left" is written with the poetic framework of Edgar Allen Poe's "The Bells", and contemplates the descent into madness from a voice on the conservative political spectrum as they traverse from viewing fellow citizens as regular, worthy human beings, towards a twisted, grotesque, delusional perspective of immortality, paranoia, extreme fear and anxiety. This physiological degradation is aided and abetted by what is consumed in various media outlets, to the point where the narrator loses the ability to think critically or evaluate facts and situations with any autonomy.
