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.
