they thought they had the answer.
they wouldn’t allow for questions.
they silenced the writers and poets,
put the singers in cells without windows,
placed chains on the dancers’ ankles,
broke the musicians’ fingers.
all this work, all this attention,
all their missionary zeal for nought.
what result were they hoping for?
what did they believe would come of this?
perhaps they wanted to protect the heart,
prevent the soul from sicknesses.
perhaps they were afraid of carrying burdens,passing judgement on the fruits of too much passion.