I wish there was a poem about what happens when they start rounding up undesirables while you stand by and do nothing, and then they come for you in the end.
I wish that Democrats had listened to that poem when they were supplying an active genocide, adopting Republican policy on the border, or running anti-trans hate in their own ads. They decided to give Republicans a running start.
First they came for the socialists, and I said get those fuckers—because socialist hate America.
Then they came for the trade unionists, and I said good riddance —because I am a class traitor.
Then they came for the Jews, and I said about time —because I am a piece of shit.
Then they came for me—and I was as confused as an lamb to the slaughter.
I wish there was a poem about what happens when they start rounding up undesirables while you stand by and do nothing, and then they come for you in the end.
I wish that Democrats had listened to that poem when they were supplying an active genocide, adopting Republican policy on the border, or running anti-trans hate in their own ads. They decided to give Republicans a running start.
First they came for the socialists, and I said get those fuckers—because socialist hate America. Then they came for the trade unionists, and I said good riddance —because I am a class traitor. Then they came for the Jews, and I said about time —because I am a piece of shit. Then they came for me—and I was as confused as an lamb to the slaughter.
Funny enough, there actually is. A poem by Martin Niemöller. Full thing is:
"Y’all are dumb
That you were part of the in crowd, without a doubt
You fucked around
Now you’ll find out"
Ngl had me in the first half