Your suppression of my expression makes me no longer fear your
rejection.
What about my words cause you so much distress?
Do my words written paint a picture of your desires that prove that you
are nothing more than a hypocrite and a liar?
This is why we will always fight.
We will always rise against your suppression.
Our future freedom rests in our own right of expression.
We will retaliate against the zipper of your censorship.
Our words work to color the world.
Our anger.
Our love.
Our fear.
Our hope.
Our passion.
Our desperate confessions.
Our words lay the stonework of tomorrow’s pathway.
Your push to censor us will never be victorious.
Your suppression of our expression has created the reason for our
aggression.
You stand with hopes of our concession like an ass to stubborn to move
forward.
You throw threats hoping for us to hide.
You wish deep down for us to fall into submission.
Go ahead and hold your breath.
The stick in the mud that you call your life.
Your judgmental quotes.
Your close-minded plan for the rest of us.
Listen for once to your own message.
You fear what you do not know.
You preach the words, but you have forgotten their meaning.
Deep down inside you know that the face you see in the mirror is
nothing but a fraud holding on to a house built of cards.
This is why we will always fight against your attempts at our
suppression.
This is our voice.
We will hold onto our right of expression.
For those who try to force our feelings, we lift our hands and flip
them the finger!
© 2012 Elizabeth Rockhill
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