A word An Idea

It started with a word, an idea
Many were seduced, followed.
At the start, not much
A difference taken at random
Magnified, caricatured to divide
Some information, advice
Then came the laws in full swing
Of a difference, outcasts
Little by little prohibitions
Controls that have flourished
One day another idea
A separation, a wall of ideology
Between him and her
Between you and us
Just than carriers of death and not of life
Restriction, condemnation, damnation
Spy at any door, any window
So that no one gets rid of it
Illusions and hopes
Were just utopia in this raging world
Afraid to do wrong
Scared to pay it
Fear had taken precedence over Freedom
The song of arms had resounded.
The scarlet rain had streamed down.
Very few were able to escape
What was going to happen to tomorrow?
Not a single move
Not a single whisper
Terror reigned without error.
It was then that there was a word, an idea
To counterbalance, to hope
To get up, to move forward
If the beginning had started like this
It was with an idea that we had to fight
That everything had to be triggered
An idea to start all over again