Censorship
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So This... “ Cancel Culture “...
Now Seems To Be Structured To RESTRICT Numbers...
And Now Be The CONDUCTOR... !!!
of What Folks Say And What Gets Played...
Censor my life
Create a big strife
Take your sythe
out of my goodwife!
Y'all sound like your going through a midlife!
Taking my right-to-life
In exchange for a half-life!
Her cracked fingernails
Are now covered in a fresh varnish
That shimmers
Like a clouded jewel freshly polished.
Her bloodied lips
"Censor Him CENSOR HIM He's Sounding Like A TERRORIST !"
"Why, because I use my mind, when writing rhymes and poetry scripts ?"
It Seems Mr. Ross ...
Has BROKEN Some ... " Boundaries " ...
But If It's Not Him ...
It's That Man ... " Ali G " ... !!!
Or Maybe A Pundit ...
On Late Night TV ... ?!?
We cut their tongues,Not that they will not speak,We are not deaf either,Not that we have the heart to heed.
It can be hard when they hide knowledge from you.
Intellectuals will have all the power.
Those without control will never have a clue,
And their ignorance will cause them to cower.
Historians agree that our ancestors lived in caves.
Sheltered under a rock, we adapted to walls,
a safety mechanism.
From caves to townhomes, we kept our walls,
built a fourth one,
shaded the windows,
Our darknesses we hide behind our veil
I must defend that my words are not for sale
My mind is held independent and under cover
From this deep repression I can not recover
There are so many _______ I want to say
Wishing to express myself ,
But the ______ dance on the tip of my tongue
Teasing me before fading away,
The distance grows,
As they keep talking,
Yo, Ben Shapiro
Stop hatin' on black lives matterPeople of all creeds and colors deserve to blabberEven though they too busy riotin' to look up the definition of meaningful contribution
You will never see me perform my poetry
On America’s Got Talent.
Ellen DeGeneres won’t
Read this poem and invite me to
Los Angeles, California to be
We tell ourselves lies,
We blindfold ourselves to shield our own eyes.
The hurt, the pain,
We want it no more.
Our own distractions will fill up our core.
Hide all the books
That cause us to feel.
Why doesn't it matter
The way I feel
About your censorship
You hide me away from reality
Reality of the inevitable truth
That maybe these things
You tell me
Look at all the people
Staring in disbelief
Witnessing terrorism
Help commander in chief
We seek the governments help
We hide under their protection
But when it comes to danger
(Curtain rises on an empty stage) -Act 1, Scene 1-"Action!"
Hello, I have something to say before I sleep below.
When pointless wars are fought
And individuals’ voices are lost
Among shells and magazines and bombs and fire
Only the written word remains
Why have you stopped my voice?
Why can’t I be heard?
Why have you shut your ears
When I am not what you want to learn?
