All censorship is murder of the mind.
It tears out your eyes and makes you blind.
It cuts out your tongue, for speaking the truth.
It brutally attacks you, robbing you of your youth.
It cuts off the hand, of those who think the pen is mightier than the sword.
It rips out the heart of those who dare to feel.
It stamps on the face of those looking up at the sun.
It kicks the shins of those who dare to stand up and not run.
It lies and lies, and hopes to crush you in deepest despair
It plays the victim, while pulling out your teeth and hair.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem