No opinion’s right that isn’t mine
and all around must toe the line!
For I am just and I am right;
I am glory in righteous flight.
I battle foes who dare to say
The world should be a different way.
My cause is worthy of my rage;
It is the Crusade of my age.
A witch hunt that is heaven sent;
My righteous anger I can vent
‘gainst those who hold a different view.
Out Thought Police will soon renew
Their attitude, belief and thought
When for their crimes they face our court.
So in this battle I will stand
To make sure that this world is bland
By purging all free thought and deed.
I’ll make infertile every seed
Until all thought is like my glare;
Narrow, hateful and quite bare.
Hello cruel world, I’m here to join this circus.
Join 208 other subscribers
- Follow a foolhardy florilegium on WordPress.com
Select a category
- 7,368 hits