The Censored Self – A Poem

by Ellespeth

This is a poem I wrote – year or so ago – about self censorship.  Today seems to be an appropriate time to put this on Poet’s Corner because we can’t let it happen.

The Censored Self
when I say what I mean
or write what I mean
or even
think what I mean
I take it back
to not cause the offense
I didn’t mean.
That won’t work anymore.
I don’t mind
I don’t mind being
my own worst critic
but I’ll be damned
if I’ll be
my own worst censor.



6 Comments to “The Censored Self – A Poem”

  1. You’re right, one has to be true to oneself. I like your poem. Cheers 🙂 Irina

  2. I’ve been learning to use my voice more. Nice poem.

  3. Reblogged this on Your Cup of Tea and commented:
    Censorship is telling a man he can’t have steak because the baby can’t chew- mark twain

If you enjoyed the poem. please leave a comment.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

%d bloggers like this: