Actuality vs. Philosophy without Armpits

Actuality vs. Philosophy without Armpits

How troubling that some strangers from our past

Are still alive.  They keep on grasping throats

And minds like zombies.  Souls like them have gassed

Us in a concentration camp.  Their quotes

Pollute, more toxic than sly stench from graves.

That Nazi Plato still commands respect

Enough to have a following of slaves

Who think the old is good and should infect

Our hearts today.  He looms, the very first

Of homophobes.  He hated men who love

(Except for loving dry Ideals).  He cursed

Them since they put reality above

His ghost-like iceberg principles.  His prim

Thoughts mattered more than hard sex in a gym.