Fraudulent Operators Poem by DM W

This is a public
service announcement in the
form of a poem:
Fraudulent operators
and their puppets
scuttle across media
in primed, crab-like ways.
O resist their rhetoric!
Resist airbrushed lies
Thanks to them, Truth dwells in a
cold, dark cell. It rots
away in Belmarsh prison..
Thanks to them, even
genocide is normalised.
Thanks to them, it is
always divide and then rule.
Yet one day, like all
who build brittle empires of
crude propaganda,
they will fall. O they will fall!