Polarizing Politics

There is a social sorting

Divisive and fallacious

Which forces choice of right or left

And mingles these mendacious

It’s hard to isolate the grains

Which finally tip the scale

For each soul prizes different things

And weigh minute details

It’s not always intelligence

Nor clash of good and evil

It’s not always firm certitude

Nor discontent’s upheaval

If any think they have a bead

On political truth

I have a plot of swamp land

At a bargain absolute

A soul so caged in politics

Shall judge others unfair

But how the tables turn

When of the Self, they’re made aware