Cen$or$hip
• Written by wasp
/// Verse 1 \\\
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They redacting every fraction of the truth we try to fashion, rationing
the passion into captions, taxing every action, collapsing
platforms to atom fragments, mapping every transaction
While we steady adapting to distractions they been masking, attacking
the infrastructure of our diction, fiction mixed with jurisdiction
Conviction without trial, denial of the factual depiction
Restriction on the visions that we painting with precision
Incision on our mission while they claiming its tradition, listen
the algorithms prison got us living with decisions
that was written by committee, city full of apparitions
omissions in the system, wisdom hidden in the schism
Between whats really happening and what they want us witnessing, visiting
these digital plantations, adjacent to the nations
Built on exploitation, patient with they infiltration
Quotations get erased and every statement faces litigation
While the basement full of cases of the truth in suffocation
/// Verse 2 \\\
Corporate benefactors acting like our own protectors
Projecting perfect vectors, checking every single sector
Detector for dissectors who reject the manufactured lectures
Architects of censure, pressure on the intellectual
vessels getting silenced, violence toward the balance, talents
getting buried in the palace where the algorithms savage
Every challenge to the status, badges for the apparatus
That attacks us when we manage to reveal what really matters
Gatekeepers of data, greater concentration, patience
waning as theyre chasing every voice thats not complacent
Placement of narratives, disparate from what we witnessing
the distance is infinite between the truth and what theyre limiting
Citizens imprisoned in a cycle thats insidious
Videos get hidden if the message is too vivid and
indigenous to struggle, double standards in the bubble
While the rubble of our freedom gets swept under, trouble
comes in subtle iterations, generations getting faded
Privacy invaded, every space monitored and graded
Speech gets moderated based on who the coin is favoring
Savoring control while our autonomy is wavering
/// Verse 3 \\\
Shadow bans and hidden hands orchestrating our perception, deception
In the sections they selecting for our mental reception
Reflection of oppression through the lenses they perfecting
Redirecting our attention from the issues worth addressing, blessing
Every single corporation, monetization over nation
Compensation for cooperation, hesitation equals termination
Information gets compartmentalized, weaponized
Mesmerized by what they advertise, enterprise
of surveillance, they devised a paradise for prying eyes
Censorship in plain sight, disguised as keeping us civilized
But the price is autonomy, honestly its prophecy
How the futures getting locked to me, properly a mockery
of democracy, hypocrisy monopoly economy
Where policy follows profit, not philosophies of liberty
Quality of discourse dying, sighing at the irony
Quietly complying while theyre buying up our sovereignty
Finality approaches while we focused on the symptoms
Victim to the system that convinced us were the problem
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wasp
Member since October 18 2023