Showing posts with label Freedom of Speech. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Freedom of Speech. Show all posts

Monday, August 27, 2012

Maybe








Maybe I was foolish:
me thinking I could fight
one as powerful as he.

Maybe I was foolish:
me thinking I could sway;
maybe halfway we could meet.

Maybe I was foolish
 me thinking that he cares
about the folk in the street.

It was very foolish
to think all of those things
he is just way too elite.

It was very foolish
He is a Congressman
and he's in the driver's seat.

It was very foolish
He uses us as means
to more power and deceit. 



Sunday, August 26, 2012

I Dare To Dream

I dare to dream...
of a country where I am included,
where Aspies are not secluded;
where people who are different
are still in the current
and can achieve to their potential.

I dare to dream...
of a country where I can speak
of problems without your shriek,
where comments are received
not by the peeved;
not as tangential but essential. 

I dare to dream...
of a country where my ability is prized,
not to be ignored and despised;
where I have dignity and worth
instead of stigmatized as worse;
where I'm seen as consequential


Saturday, August 11, 2012

Fight For Freedom

Freedom of expression
is our fundamental right,
protected by the First Amendment.
We should not have to fight
to keep our free speech untouched
but that's exactly whats proceeding.
Police visited me 
to tell me to start heeding
an order to remove online posts
with my Congressman's name.
Their order was not written
But from Washington D.C.it came.
I never made a threat
adverse to the official.
So there is no legal reason for
demands prejudicial.
Attacks on our basic rights
are increasing in their persistence
and in hostility;
demanding our resistance.
We must not be deterred from speaking
and must still raise our voice.
Every freedom we hold dear
has to be defended by our choice.
If we don't do it now
our liberty will be gone
because we didn't pay attention
when their laws were first drawn.
Now they must be resisted
with all our muster and all our might
A revolution comes
upon us during the night.
We must not ever make concessions.



©2012 Cherie R. Boeneman