Political corectness offends me

Delusion/ nothing else/
is that forbidding words/
will change anything/
on the face of (planet) earth

Not afraid/ to speak out/
the truth veneerd by liars/
even if it makes me/
become a social pariah

political correctness/
such a huge delusion/
a comforting lie/
for the mentally weakened

Even if you could remove/
all words in existence/
you can't possibly/
take away conviction

So what if I say words that you seem to dislike,
if I don't say them it won't change about what’s my mind

I won't oblige to these senseless rules that you have created

Some morons still lament/
That I have to martyr/
petty little fools/
(the) source of my departure

I can't conform,
I won't oblige
I still despise
because I...

see the world as it is and it might not be pretty
but too me this is no criteria

So what if I say words that you seem to dislike,
if I don't say them it won't change about what’s my mind

I won't oblige to these senseless rules that you have created

semantic crippling/
to pointless rules they cling
where the fool is a king/
the word is disfigured

So what is it you intend to do
with my way of thinking?
Is it enlightment long overdue?
Or the blindfold before the silencing

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