Sonnet: SONG OF A PROTESTOR How sweet to have a conscience that is clear I approve myself for righteousness conspicuous And support all worthy politics, no fear That I’d be charged as fascist or avaricious Equality and fairness are my watchwords You’ve more than me? I’ll be like Robin of Locksley I’ll take from you, imprimatur conferred With government activated as my proxy If it’s green and peaceful then it must be noble Never mind that it removes your free volition We know what’s best for all, and with governance global We’ll have no strife, just placid full submission Disagree with me? I won’t ask you on what basis For I know the reason is: you’re a bigoted racist