New Truth

New truth and lies There had been a war that lasted five years All musical instruments had been confiscated People are not supposed to enjoy themselves When the enemy rapes it, Pencils, paper and typewriter had also been Handed in some crazy people may write The truth and hand sheets of papers around For an ironic reason, they were called traitors. From dark basements, people came running out, Freedom and music can anything be sweeter And for a sort time, everyone was equal but old Political rivalry and lies saw the light of day. Today we are bombarded by the fake truth Newspapers sing from the same hymn sheet It is time for dissenting voices from writers And poets who know what the masses think But are unable to express it coherently.