Tho i cringed when'st i saw the warning, crasp upon the wall...
Only rules to govern of yee to stall and pratly fall.
Words and rules do stunt thy growth...
Freedom done hath blundered on.
Perchanced these days of last...
to failed miserably thru silent oath.
Ye hast haddath notherest great write done right.
A freedom's inTENse left afloat to drowning spoilage by governing dictating lifeguards of untruth.
Michael Gale
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unlawful-censorship-of-artful-writted-wit/
