Could I have foreseen

Isolation has a price

The world is strange now

What a face it wears

Frightened of its own shadow

In search of safety

Sensitivity

Permission for expression

Your thoughts are censored

Suffocates the mind

Correctness, prison sentence

Political crime

The misguided say

Controversy avoided

Learn from this flow chart

Teach me how to speak

There can be no middle ground

A living nightmare

The world is buried

DEAD. Pointless to continue

Nineteen eighty-four.