A Fading Game Played Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Debating in a fading game played.
With more anticipating to participate.
To heatedly reveal,
A fresh unthawing of frozen facts.
How innovative is that?
When the ones from which such 'facts' picked,
Have known before anyone debates them...
Their lives to live remain neglected.

These debates in a fading game that's played.
With emphasis on seriousness.
And oozing with sincerity shown.
Not one camera will miss.
A blemish or flaw.
To compare with other debates.
Staged to entertain.
And that's about all.

Since those who will watch,
Who is wearing what to impress.
Who looks the part of an image to address.
And who participates,
In this fading game played of debates.
Knowing whomever is declared to have won,
Not too much of a difference made...
Will be done in their quality of life.
Or will smooth that ride.
Sliding downhill to enjoy it any better.
As they observe from their seats,
Applauding the disappearance of it.