Anomaly

No matter what my politics
It’s just one part of me.
We each possess a bag of tricks;
It’s no anomaly

That I can write a perfect rhyme
And yet the way I vote
May contradict your views so I’m
Not worth the poems I wrote.

Let’s judge each other on our work
Despite our own beliefs
For underneath our words may lurk
Encompassing motifs.

A mutual respect requires
Acceptance of divides
And sometimes, one that one admires
Walks with different strides.