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Before the days of censorship, 
         I longed to be heard, 
no one to keep my secrets safe, 
not a single word-
Everything was out in the open, 
     no voice was silent,
back during the days of yore,
before debates were violent. 
So many times of edgy speeches 
                     were allowed and occurred.

When activists were able 
to speak their mind, 
          now such honesty is so darn 
hard to find-
Can we not speak what 
    we feel is our belief?
Now we all have to keep quiet 
without true relief.
Our articulation gone missing, 
                we are hushed and confined. 

When did it start, being on the 
         verge of placid moments?
Now we must be careful and 
drown in apologies and atonement-
I remember when I could use my 
                 pen to write with reality,
now there are judgments 
claiming unauthenticity. 
It used to be we could verbalize 
      ourselves with condonement. 

To be honest there is not much 
         freedom to vocalize,
so many people lost in this world, 
with offence in their eyes-
                 I do not blame those who try to 
reach out and speak with accuracy,
we must be able to say the 
facts with sincere veracity.
          This suppression is depressing, 
when will they realize?

     Nowadays this world seems 
to be so insane and hazy,
people live lives of foolishness 
            and are lazy-
We are not able to express 
ourselves with candid conversation,
        only bringing an obnoxious 
and repugnant civilization.
If only we could communicate with truth,
                   instead of being crazy.


Ground Edges Poetry Contest
September 29, 2017

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