Banned Book Day Poem by willow moon pearce

Banned Book Day

Rating: 4.3


The roar of flames
And crackle of wood
Together with the thud
Of books guaranteed
To terrify a rogue government
65 years ago is as clear
Today as the dark day it happened.

Look forward today
As the lists of banned books
By our finest writers
Are listed by the fascists
As unclean
They deem them dangerous and corrupting
The born again christian
Spits his bile at Harry Potter -
The happy childlike happiness and excitement
Written for their joy
It happened then -
As it happens now.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Shania K. Younce 23 May 2014

I don't very much care for banning books either. Good poem. Bien!

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Eve Clements 09 February 2006

HI Willow, Thank you for your comment on my poem. I really like this one. The destruction of great literature is such an affront to humanity. It is one of the things that raises us above the animals and helps us reach out across the divide to unite cultures and nations. Keep up the good work. Love Eve x

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Fox Nekitsune 03 November 2005

the destruction wrought sickens all, but the gleeful idiot

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