I’ m trapped in a stream of social media conscience,
Unable to voice how I feel.
Where freedom of speech is banner that’s used to smother opinions that are real.
Where minorities are now majorities,
And we’re all indignant on someone’s behalf,
Where we’re encouraged to be unique and wonderful,
Just not in someone else’s back yard.
Where we’re told we can speak as we find,
Just as long as we all stay in line,
Where we’re branded as fascists and racists jus for being concerned for mankind.
The irony of this situation is a generation that helped create this fix,
As the ones that are applying these restrictions are the oppressed generation’s own kids.