A Losing Battle Poem by Sandra Feldman
A Losing Battle
So much news,
So much said,
And Yet,
Can you believe
What anyone says?
Confused and obfuscated,
We reach for the Truth,
Knowing, very well,
It's been strangled, Murdered!
In an invisible telephone booth.
a classic! charming, true, and seems meant to be- hard to believe something with such simple evocative brilliance was never written before while so many of us have felt and even yearn for this feeling
I have no time for news. Always, death and more death. Fake news here and everywhere. A great poem full of insight.
We must, unfortunately, always remain skeptical, and ferret out bits of the puzzle ourselves.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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