Sealed the mouths.
Pens snatched.
Papers seized.
All the poets were
Surrounded and
Burnt to death.
A metaphor was
Born out of the
Ashes.
It radiated poems.
Like it was a
Radioactive decay.
Gags removed,
Chains melted.
Free thoughts
Survived.
The rest couldn't
Breath the clean air.
It was too toxic.
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