The roar of flames
And crackle of wood
Together with the thud
Of books guaranteed
To terrify a rogue government
65 years ago is as clear
Today as the dark day it happened.
Look forward today
As the lists of banned books
By our finest writers
Are listed by the fascists
As unclean
They deem them dangerous and corrupting
The born again christian
Spits his bile at Harry Potter -
The happy childlike happiness and excitement
Written for their joy
It happened then -
As it happens now.
willow moon pearce
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/banned-book-day/
