Censored!

by The Frontier Man

Alarmed by many truths untold,
I took my pen, addressed the world.
Truth, peace, and love my guiding star,
Frontier Man, my avatar.

Among my lines, the readers found
A kinship crossing party’s bound.
From left to right, the love did flow,
'Till X stepped in to deal the blow.

"Manipulation!" was their claim,
They cast me out from whence I came.
Fourteen long years of tweets erased,
As if I'd never graced the place.

No warning shot across the bow,
No reasons why, explaining how.
I vanished like a morning mist,
My voice was gone; I was dismissed.

Yet Elon, you, who holds the throne,
Who vowed to keep free speech our own
Did you forget your solemn vow?
Or were you jesting with us now?

I ask you, Elon, what's your stand?
Are freedoms safe in X's hand?
Or must the poets halt their verse,
defeated by the censor's curse?

Based on a true story: https://thefrontierman.substack.com/p/twelve-days-of-poetic-freedom-a-letter