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Where lies the Truth?
In some buried, Telephone booth
That no longer exists?
Seems everthing is 'fixed'
By one gang or another,
As False News stalks,
Targets, the heads of one, another
Truth is scattered,
In festivities of drug abuse
And empty volcano craters
In fields that don't exist,
As nothing, true or false
Seems to even matter.

Sandra Feldman

Thursday, March 9, 2017

Topic(s) of this poem: corruption,manifestation,social

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Daniel Brick 09 March 2017

When the very identity of the true and the false is no longer apparent, when the struggle between them fades as the substance of both dissolves, we will be left with an emptiness in the public sphere and desperation in the private spheres. What a curious world we have to contend in - with no moral imperatives to propel good behavior.

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