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“Liberty is meaningless where the right to utter one’s thoughts and opinions has ceased to exist. That, of all rights, is the dread of tyrants. It is the right which they first of all strike down” Frederick Douglass
A whole generation is being brainwashed,
Free speech onto the fire so easily tossed,
And there scattered in the ashes democracy lies,
Together with liberty, which the liberals despise.
I am just one of those who are very confused,
Not knowing the phrases that now can be used
Without causing offense, in some strange perverted way,
Outside of the boundaries I’m so frightened to stray.
Perhaps it is best if we don’t speak at all,
Then our correctness wouldn’t come into call.
We could just call ourselves “The Silent Majority”;
And our aim would be not to offend PC authority.
Our mouths tightly shut, that’s a promise we’d keep,
Walking around in silence, like a flock of lost sheep;
Then freedom of speech would be a thing of the past,
And political correctness would triumph at last!
For the liberals a victory they could then celebrate,
Our speech no longer would they need to regulate.
But what if we had thoughts, freed our minds, let them stray?
Then would the Thought Police arrive and take us away?
A Story of Apathy – A Story of Today
“It’s a story of our apathy,
That I watch unfold,
I’ll write it in rhyme,
That’s how my stories are told;
It’s a story of how
We succumb to pretence,
And how fear and ignorance
Defeats common sense…..”
“The time will come
Perhaps it is now?
When to political correctness
We will no longer bow;
No longer by bleeding hearts
Free speech returning,
How long have we waited?….”