The Master of Disguise

So many expressed their thoughts in text!

 

 

Swiftly hid, his literary wares

Pseudonyms adorned his covers.

Why the need to hide?

Work of pure mastery.

Thought provoking!

Gilded with secrecy.

The tongue so often shackled.

Freedom of speech, for who?

Rattled into silence,

The spoken word 

so often having to yield.

Pretence prevailing,

truth falling into shadows.

Life and liberty denied.

Cries in silence never heard.

Tears never seen falling from the cheek.

Dying, cloaked in misery.

 

 

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