Iron Hands, Silent System: Control and Fear Abounds -Two Quatrains
Iron Hands, Silent System: Control and Fear Abounds
The State, it roars, its voice the law,
Every whisper, a forbidden flaw.
Control is king, and fear takes hold,
Stories silenced, brave and bold.
They steer the sheep, a faceless herd,
No questioning, no spoken word.
The State decides, the State commands,
Across the land, with iron hands.
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