• Censorship

    Color-blind hatred, striking with fury,
    approaching insanity and failed purity.

    Blackguard forces running down ,
    they tear out you tongue in rage,

    Imprisoning the poet and free thinker,
    in chains made not of steel,

    But bindings crafted with law,
    emotionless, a fatal flaw,

    Just one more way to control the mass,
    as our mental blood drips on the grass,