Censorship:
In the digital dawn, where freedom's should soar,
We're wired to the world, more than ever before,
Voices get silenced, without a whisper or a plea,
In the shadows, they ban, in the light, they decree.
Oh, the web we weave, tangled in deceit,
Where truth is buried, beneath the sheets,
Shadow banned, unseen, voices cry,
In the silence of the night, who hears the truth’s plight
They whisper of freedom, but guard the gates,
Of what's deemed fit, for the public's plates,
Your reach is clipped, like wings in flight,
The truth you speak, fades into the night.
We're not just users, we are the used,
In this game of control, we're simply amused,
But in every shadow, there's a light that's true,
A whisper of rebellion, in me and you.
Oh, the web we weave, tangled in deceit,
Where truth is buried, beneath the sheets,
Shadow banned, unseen, voices cry,
In the silence of the night, who hears the truth's plight
In forums, in feeds, where words should fly free,
There's a silent war, a battle we can't see,
For every post hidden, for every voice that's low,
In this digital age, who's the friend, who's the foe?
But in this silence, a spark starts to grow,
From the whispers of the many, not the few who know,
We'll write our own code, break through the screen,
For freedom's not given, it's taken, unseen.
Oh, the web we weave, tangled in deceit,
Where truth is buried, beneath the sheets,
Shadow banned, unseen, voices cry,
In the silence of the night, who hears the truth's plight
And in this silence, let's not forget to hear,
The beat of a heart, that's strong, that's clear,
For in every shadow, there's a fight to win,
Against the censors, we'll rise again.