Honeyed Lips

They call me The Silver Tongue,

But really, I am  merely perceptive.

They treat me as if I should be hung,

From spikes until I am no longer deceptive.

Who are they to deem such things as wrong?

Simply because it is they, those corrupted men, who make our laws…

This does not mean for that we must stand,

Come with me, take up arms, put a blade of words in your hand…

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