Antique..

The truth is no longer spoken
instead online must now be read
Facts don't come from books
simply refer to Wikipedia instead

Our sources of entertainment
depends on what we can discover
for our own reality is too dreary
so we subsist on the misery of others

Everything in this age is inappropriate
and can be debated ferociously forever
The viewpoints get even more amusing
and the excuses are getting really clever

Religion is still quite contentious
no separation of church and state
for convenience one side we choose
for convenience the other we hate

Sexuality is a topic interesting
argued about what can't or what we can
We can commit other great atrocities
but can't love our fellow (wo)man

So…

An antique you truly are Sir
A relic of a bygone age
Your behaviour quite inexplicable
must never ever be encouraged

The End

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