The Angry Man
The other day I chanced to meet
An angry man upon the street -
A man of wrath, a man of war,
A man who truculently bore
Over his shoulder, like a lance,
A banner labeled ?Tolerance.?
And when I asked him why he strode
Thus scowling down the human road,
Scowling, he answered, ?I am he
who champions total liberty -
Intolerance being, Ma?am, a state
No tolerant man can tolerate.
When I meet rogues,? he cried,
?Who choose
To cherish oppositional views,
Lady, like this, and in this manner,
I lay about me with my banner -
Till they cry mercy, ma?am.? His blows
Rained proudly on prospective foes.
Fearful, I turned and left him there,
Still muttering, as he thrashed the air,
?Let the Intolerant beware!?
Phyllis Mc Ginely