SA PC

There is a strange poetry

To the dance

Of political correctness

A fluid rhythm

Born of necessity

Acute awareness

Of the subtleties of subtext

And the symmetry of semantics

A veil of fine spun silk

To filter the unmentionable

An inbred censorship

To monitor and apportion

A vague sense of guilt

For even daring to think

The unthinkable

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