First, they came for the lefties,

And I did not scream,

Because justice was important but not a priority.

Then they came for the transgender,

And I barely sighed,

Because I had never had such ideations.

Then they came for the Woke,

And I did not wave a flag nor protest,

Because I was tired and needed to nap.

Then they came for the undocumented,

And I did not cry out ¡Tierra y Libertad!

Because I had long since forgotten my roots.

Then they came for

the Children of Isaac and Ishmael,

And I did not clamor in indigntion,

Because I did not welcome strangers with

Shalom or As-salamu alaykum.

I believed in the scientific method.

Finally, they came for the enemy within–

the snowflakes, the libitards, the never Trumpers,

the DEI virtue signalers, the protest Christians.

SO I howled long and hard

into the dark night of the black sun

like a lonely dying wolf.

But no one came

for there was no virtue left,

no righteous among the nations,

NO Tubman,

NO Romero,

NO Dr. King,

NO Dolores,

NO Sojourner Truth,

NO Mandela,

NO Fannie Hamer,

NO Simon Wiesenthal,

NO Muhammad Helmy.

NO resistance,

JUST

gulags,

genocides,

and gas chambers.