Is This Progress? Poem by Gordon D Wilkinson

Emotive feelings deep
Shouting, expressing hatred
Placards brandished provocatively
Waved in the face of bravery
Damning soldiers’ duty actions
Why is this, abomination allowed?
Just part of fundamentalists terror threats
Allowed their freedom of speech
Earned by the blood of those to be abused
Where is justice hiding now?
Hung out lifeless, blowing in the wind
Hiding in the shadows of fear
Respecting those who deserve none
Disrespecting the servants of the respectable
Is this the progress of freedom?
Bowing down to a minority of hate
Vilified the rule of law
Graves of the lost spat upon
Progress?