1984 - Poem by Sam Price
War is peace,
Let the truce begin.
Open mouths, talk rubbish at will,
Freedom is slavery,
A jail cell is bliss.
Revolving door prisons,
Don’t abuse a killers human rights; I’d rather be a fish.
Ignorance is strength,
The stupid run the world, the beautiful above the law.
The ugly and imperfect second-class citizens.
Problems shoved in a draw.
Big Brother is watching you,
Told lies, being led to believe them to be true.
A crack needs to be found in its foundation,
Though it’s held together by strong glue:
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