I Wrote This Instead of Screaming

You call us thugs for marching straight,
but cheered the mob that breached the gate. 
We raised our signs - they brought the noose.
You said we riot - then turned them loose. 

We chanted names, you choked on facts. 
They carved their flags into the Capitol's back.
You banned our books, claimed moral high ground,
while your "patriots" tried to burn it down. 

You said the left is a terrorist wave - 
but you kissed the boots of every knave
who smeared their hate across DC walls
and called it justice when the hammer falls.

So don't you dare draw lines in chalk, 
then blame us when the ground can't talk. 
You guarded silence with a gun, 
but called it peace when they stormed and won. 

You fed the fire, then blamed the smoke -
we watched the truth go up in votes. 
And now you call us the threat to law?
You mistook a mirror for a Molotov.