Bigot
Casting stones
From a glass house you live in
Maybe take a look in the mirror
See what you really fear
Settled in a life you hate
The neighbors you constantly rate
By the house they own, the car they drive
Or the children they raise
You believe that you merit praise
Your life is so mundane with tedious schedules
Day in, day out
It’s jealousy that drives your bigotry
One day you’ll see
When your son or daughter comes home
And they’re just like me
They’ll realize too you’re just a bigot!
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