Doesn't it sound lovely?
Green, where everyone is happy
And has fun

Unfortunately I've been there

I've visited many times

I don't like it

It's not my planet

That's the problem, you see
It's a dictatorship
In order to avoid conflict
Only one voice can speak
Only one voice is correct
Only one voice defines fun
Duty, kindness, love

I am strongly encouraged not to speak
When I visit
And if I speak
I have brought conflict

I can choose to put on the golden gag
And dance at the party
Words pile up in my throat
Taste of ashes

The planet with no conflict
Is peaceful
But lonely

In the end
There is only one voice there