Poetry Prohibition

No more writing was permitted

No creating

Even your creative thoughts were banned

Nobody wrote

Trouble was brewing

But there was nothing that anyone was viewing

No thoughts that could be caught

Nothing that could be taught

Entertainment was useless

Not even allowed any reviews

Any excuse was used to have you removed

They would find a place for you to be used

Possibly even abused

There would be trouble if you tried to refuse

We wanted to write to diffuse

But the authorities just looked confused

We attempted to gain but continued to lose

There was nothing that could even be our muse

They created these new rules

Thought we were fools

We could still use our brains as tools

Dedicated to our vocation

Not concerned that they knew our location

Most of saw it coming and had a premonition

We still continued on our mission

Made these conditions

This is what happened under the poetry prohibition