Censured
Polished scissors
no longer lay on dusty shelves,
but shine
in repression's light,
cutting, slashing, removing
words
of substance and action,
calling for change.
Good words,
having stood the test of time,
now violate
an arbitrary community standard.
Principles,
having built societies,
are judged to be obsolete
and discarded--
to be removed
by polished scissors.
Copyright © Gerald Greene | Year Posted 2019
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