Wanna Ban Books Poem by Randy McClave

They wanna ban books
Maybe even Bibles or the written word,
Or magazines where everyone looks
Or maybe even newspapers I have heard.
They wanna ban books
So, no one can read and then dream,
Reading about fairies and swimming in the brooks
Or finding a truth which it does seem.
They wanna ban books
So, no one will know of our countries true history,
With thieves, murderers, slave traders and crooks
And they want that to stay a permanent mystery.
They wanna ban books
They want written censorship here,
We are the pawns and they are the rooks
They are the father of ignorance and of tyranny and fear.
We scream that we are the land of freedom
Sadly our beliefs just hang on hooks,
No longer do we ask the tired and the poor to come
They wanna ban books.

Randy L. McClave