A drought of ideas and famine of thought
Will try to censor words and silence speech;
Stealing the license by which freedom survives
It is however impossible to suppress the truth
A bountiful plain; feeds many a mouth
But a healthy vine; stripped of its fruit,
Soon adapts to the carnivorous laws of the jungle…
2008 ©TS
Ted Sheridan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dark-ages-of-poetics/
