To vanquish the feasible values
but to distract the reliable norms
To masticate the truth with false
but to lead the youth into splendid ignominy
It is bad
Real bad,
that to mature of monetary they win
yet to the solitary of solidarity they failed
have lost our own world to them
and with their harmful reflections
we read daily books with no words
It is dark
Real dark,
the spoiled coercive entertainment
has brought none other than ignorant
but to the monetary stigma, their stomachs get full
beguiled by their confidence, we fools
the lethal flame of a dead world
were else,
At the hands of our media
To the hail of factitious broadcasts
but to the death of our world
To the vituperation of identities
but lost along those recreant indemnities
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Insightful and decisive.No holds barred cut to the bone.A strong worded honest poem! Well done