Censorship

Poem By kendall thomas

I am against censorship
or the suppression of ideas or
people through force or coercion.
Let us see what is done
and hear what is said, good or bad.
Are we children who
must be sheltered from the truth and reality?
Under the cloak of 'benevolent' censorship
many horrendous crimes
are committed and lies perpetrated

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