Delicious Facts

Oh...
So delicious are the facts.
You want to taste and try them?
How can you resist,
With a turning of your back?

'Well...
I prefer to be a conservative thinker.
No one will accuse me to be a liberal,
Minded unconscious diet abuser.'

Have it your way.
But today more difficult it has become,
To ignore, run away...
Or sidetrack the facts.
Laying wide open to expose,
Those with upturned noses.
Hoping their butts stay smothered up.
From the smell of their toxic evil deeds.

Although...
Secretly meant to mislead to dupe,
And privately deceive...
The purpose and meaning,
Of a democracy they pledge to defend.
I am telling you,
Delicious...
And on the edge of scrumptious,
Are these facts...
You have chosen to refuse.

Now...
However,
And with a yet to interject.
As an appetizer, no less.
These anointed crooks and thieves,
Are the very ones elected...
To protect and lead.
With wholesome and unquestioned,
Credible integrity.

Although...
It was the source of the facts,
Revealed to discover...
Contradictions to their acts.
And performed to undermine,
Beliefs of the people.
That their values and standards,
Long to have established.
Were being chipped away and attacked,
By those disenfranchised.
With nothing more carried on their backs,
But continous sorrow.
Burdened down by constant miseries.
How you can ignore this to witness,
Is as if being an unrelunctant volunteer...
To a crime that victimizes yourself!

'Hold up with your assessment.
Like you...
I am no position to claim myself,
As a decision maker or leader.'

To this I agree.
Since neither one of us have profited,
From creating turmoil, chaos and havoc.
As a means to prevent and stop,
The rise of ethnic diversity.

'What?'

Look at us.
You in denial and with pretentious image.
And me believing I have a right,
To protest against...
Being treated as an equal.
Both day and night.

'Equal to do what?
Fraud and deceive?'

Wow!
I can not believe you admitted that.
And still you refuse,
The appearance of facts?
Where on Earth have you been?

'Imitating a status I don't have.
And hoping that has nothing to do with,
My being broke without a dime to show.'

Well...
I know folks who have both money,
And impressive things.
But the one thing they don't have,
Is that image to bring them status.

'What image would that be?'

Too ethnic in appearance.
Too ambitious with talents and skills.
And too daring to reveal,
Themselves capable to use...
Common sense and intelligence.
As if this ability comes to them naturally!

'Hmmm...
Are those the facts,
You claim so delicious?'

Claim?
They are.
Here.
Try them.
Perhaps one day,
We will both find them beneficial...
To our way of life to more appreciate!

'I'm not into philosophy!'

Neither am I.
I'm into facts.
Believe them or leave them.
They still will remain delicious.