too many of our citizens
are blinded by a play...
rehearsed and staged on our tv's
each and every bloody day
their minds dance to a cadence, ..
a screenwriter's steady beat, ..
designed to offer up their minds
to a sponsor's cruel defeat
the clothes they wear,
their shoes, their hair,
and all that they consider fair,
is gleened from what is on the air.
they will buy whatever they are sold,
be it war or peace, ...be it coal or gold
be it truth or lie, be it good or bad,
they will never know that they've been had.
so sad
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