Spiral of silence
Swallowed in the numbers
“Identity theft”
Desperate to blend in
Silence is louder
The Spiral of silence is whining
So I hush my conscious
Hide my morals
Sacrifice my beliefs
Grab a shot of Vodka
And put on that: “I’m having the time of my
life facade”
Actions contradicting my audience gatekeeping
code of ethics
They speak louder than words
So away with POV gatekeeping
It inhibits my views
I might as well back my actions
We live in a capitalist country
If what I want to say is not in line with the
big guns
The ones that fund the mediums
Then my POV is considered vague
Mastered philosophy of being made to believe
you are alone
Separated by illusions
engraved morage of chains
Cause it’s easy to silence one cry
It’s possible to be misled by one lie
A nation cannot be described by one word
Beauty cannot be measure by standards of one
man
Only the creator can execute that
I’m talking about true beauty
The kind that draws you in from first glance
The kind that entertains and retains
Without revealing the secrets of marriage.
-Munda Monde





