mobs

Defending the lies

Uniformed in Primark black

they gather insults 

along the way

to stand in chant

like sloganeers

and mock the truth

whilst feeding fears.

Angry men with

feelings stoked

find clanships formed

in wasp nests poked

to finger point deluded truth

behind the masks of wonky proof.

Defenders of such simple lies

the guardians of falsehood spewed

we witness hate upon the rise

and taste the acrid Mosely mood.