Listen not unto the lie that stings the lips.
Witness not the act that stays a pitied mind.
Speak not of the hatred that will crack the whips.
Let not those insidious be here enshrined.
Trample not upon the freedoms of your kin.
Take not which was never here for you to own.
Read not of the bitterness that splits the skin.
Write not of the malice that shatters the bone.
Reason with the lessons of humanity.
Realise the propaganda from the proof.
Help those that may not yet see with clarity.
Serve those that may not yet see the glaring truth.
Wicked minds will fabricate defiling fear.
Subtle flames upon the words that start the rend.
Dare they see the doom upon the sentence here;
Burning books will burn but people in the end.
Copyright © 2014 by Simon Austin