We can't freely think what we yearn for,
The heavy norms creating constraints shadowy,
And distressing inner form of judgment,
Slaying the blossoming ideas by shutting the door.
This is what the abstraction ‘Thought Police' is good at,
But at times drawback envelopes it,
The out of the ordinary beings penetrate,
Pronouncing war and making their existence felt.
Agreed! The notion Thought Police is meant to perish,
Let's keep the helms of ideas going, yield not to anguish!
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