My being - so beset and glum.
A frequent wave is shifting my mind!
The control from the outside, so strong.
The own will - buried in the coffin.
It demands a fanatical majority;
total control - no freedoms!
All paths will intersect soon,
a large part will suffer because of this.
The "free compulsion", it becomes the norm.
"Forcing freedom" in a new form.
(written by KiBLS)
Author: KiBLS | Written: ~2011 | Published: ~2018 | German original | License: CC BY-NC-ND 4.0 | e-Book: Newspeak (R)evolution
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