THE DAY THE CENSORS CAME

It was a typically British April
Days filled with boredom and rain.
Nothing much was happening
On the day the censors came.

The struggle against forgetting
and the chloroform in the brain
I wanted to drown out the sound of the doorbell
On the day the censors came.


There is always laughter and pretending
Things will always be the same
A day of flat melodrama
The day that the censors came.

.http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/video/2012/apr/06/carers-versus-atos-image-video



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