hypocrisy
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They etched it deep in marble,polished the lie with pride.But freedom’s just a fairytalewhen truth gets crucified.They said the tongue is sovereign,but only if you kneel.They said speak your mind,then taught us how to sealour throats with fear,our mouths with thread—say it wrong,and end up dead.They call it liberty—while torching what we write.Call it harmless—as
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They lit candlesfor a man who played with matches. Called him a martyr for a fire he stoked. Grieved him like a prophet -as if his tonguewas not slick with gasoline. And the others laughed, relieved karma had chosen right. Cheeredlike blood was a punchline. Danced on his gravewith the same dead eyeshe once usedto
I Wrote This Instead of Screaming 