In this place, we dream a dream. A place society can never reach.
We weave these lies, and they chase it. All because the
media made it. They waste their chances, waste
their lives. They'll climb the rope,
and we'll cut the tie.
Down, down. They
will fall,
because
I
am
the
media,
And
I
rule
them
all.
nice lyric, Courtney graffiante e realistica / scratchy and lifelike Ciao :)
Sinister, I like it! Now if we could just turn this into a reality show and ensnare them all. Jokes aside I get the premise and it's always nice to see another spirit that isn't asleep.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice write. Being in the media myself, we're not all ministers of mayhem, sometimes the stories just write themselves. Thanks for sharing. Please check out my poems, I'd appreciate it.