Backlash

Walking the shadows where blasphemy
is guaranteed to be spewed, backlash
when all knows the truth. Threats find
un-sound ground, lingering no more
are hidden threats of immature clowns.

Slumped no more are the blind who
believed they had no rights, careless
are those who play dirty behind closed
doors at night.

Reckless with ego not strong enough
to bare, interest for others were never
there. They find their own way out of
hell, no longer hidden behind an angels
mask do they dwell.

Freedom of speech is a beautiful thing,
as long as lies are never entertained!