Harboring Censorship
Some sinister forces
would try to gain control
of what is deemed permissible.
Theirs is the moral high ground,
they maintain.
All disagreement is dismissible.
They’d train,
with discipline that’s drilled by rote,
young minds to dumbed-down
dogmatic belief,
denying what might provide antidote --
the skeptical questions that bring relief.
They’d take the dictionaries from our schools,
replace our science instruction with creed
and guarantee a future rife with fools --
a pious and uneducated breed.
Thank goodness
these disgruntled lack the wit
to cancel what the moving hand hath writ.
Copyright © James Ph. Kotsybar | Year Posted 2011
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