Poem: Freedom
Freedom
It's not hard to see how a concept gets old
When humble ideas develop pillars of gold
And simple values from complicated intellects
Are abandoned to complicate the lives of defects
When a population wants to reduce the nursery
Early abortions are still a contraversy
And the "new millenium" people claim to be eclectic
But still slander you for choosing who you have sex with
You see, free speech and versatility's a lie
Closet cases happen when you're afraid to confide
An anti-racist who speaks when he thinks
Is shouted down because his skin is too pink
So yes, you could talk, and they'll listen too
But if you make too much sense they'll come after you.
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