Freedom Of Thought Poem by Ros Venn

Trust no one, for everyone can be bought,

Trust not in the media, for those you perceive as bad,

Have some in their pockets,

Trust not in the media for those you perceive as good,

May have a hidden agenda.

A friend today may be an enemy tomorrow,

An enemy this day may be your friend the next,

Blind to what we do not wish to see,

In anger of what we claim to see,

Yet nothing is seen with our own two eyes,

Oblivious to in the direction we are heading,

For political correctness is stealing our freedom of speech,

To the future we will not see, it's dystopian in nature,

Dare I say we live in an almost dystopian present.

For those that do live in fear of ridicule,

Do not be a sheep, do not believe so willing,

For when freedom of thought remains,

Question everything, even your own thoughts.