Elders

after Philip Larkin

They tell you lies, your dad and mum,
Sometimes without intent,
But no-one cares enough to say
And so you reach your adult day
Stuffed full of their bullshit.

Like other people aren't as clean
Based on the colour of their skin,
That gays'll touch your boys
If left alone with them. Our elders,
We must understand, are fucking idiots.

The prejudices change with time,
But man's a lowly animal.
So live and build your capital,
Then move to what comes next and pray
The elders there aren't quite as dim.