The Towering Man.
I read because I want to learn
I read because I can,
yet all I can read is what I am told to read.
Books enlighten us,
they don’t censor.
A towering man sits over every book with a shimmering red pen
he crosses out words,
then sentences,
then paragraphs,
and finally he lays the book in a shelf where dust will cover it
no eyes will ever glance at it.
The towering man is ignorant
some say.
The towering man is old they say,
used to the decrepit and doctrinal ideas of times once past.
The towering man is ignorant I say.
A towering man never enlightens us he only censors.
His red pen is what I dread
It destroys and never creates.
The towering man no longer stands above his books,
We thought, talked, took action,
And now we all have a pen
Now we all write but never cross out.
It is like a new door opening and our pens are the key.
We don’t censor no more.
Igg's Story 