We the People

Maybe im simple

but i dont understand

why do we hide

in the lands

of twisted speach

why do we hide

from the words

that will give us

a little freedom

that will make us


head held high

when we see the light

within the eyes

of our child

so why do we hide

from the old

the young

the crippled

and the ones

yet to come

why do we agree

to be called words

not of our name


of twisted meanings

that do nothing

but decay

the very nature

of the light

that used to shine

within their eyes

that used to make you

proud to be alive

yet we hide

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