Ode to Cancel Culture
by Rita Vaags
September 20, 2020
Oh, cancel culture hear the sound,
Of snowflakes falling all around.
You claim to be awake and yet,
you live in dreams of goals unmet.
You claim to make all voices heard,
until there’s one whose uttered word,
sounds different than your mantra shouts,
then viciously, you snuff it out!
So in your pursuit to embrace all,
by vilifying both big and small,
a new race is born for all to see
claiming its own supremacy.
What makes us different gets trampled down,
If you say “up,” we can’t say “down.”
and the beauty of what makes you and me,
like the different notes of a symphony,
is slowly silenced like a fading sound,
til nothing “different” can be found.
We all must sing a one-note song,
in the illusion for all to “get along.”
So Cancel Culture, soon you’ll see
in your pursuit that all be “free,”
you’ve chained up souls in prison cells,
to the sound of delusional freedom bells.
In the end you’ll cancel yourself, too,
and hate will consume all of you,
without willingness to reason nor debate,
you’ll have become the very beast you claim to hate.
