Pseudopsychosis.

Yes you can

Cut off my tongue

But no you can’t

Stifle the songs unsung

Of my seared soul

Yes you can

Cut off my hand

But no you can’t

Ignore the demand

Of my sinewy stump

Yes you can

Cut off my legs

But no you can’t

Sever the steely pegs

Of my rebel spirit

Yes you can

Take away my rights

But no you can’t

Stop this fight

It will go on

Yes you can

Treat me like a brute

But no you can’t

Expect I’ll remain mute

Much longer

Yes you can

Put me in a cage

But no you can’t

Smother my rage

It will burn you

Yes you can

Call me an alien

But no you can’t

Still remain human

I’m just like you

Yes you can

Sow the poison of doubt

But no you can’t

Stop the truth from coming out

It alone will win.

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