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Today, when I'm in search of news, seems no honest place to choose

          No matter where my surfing lands, my wits are placed in biased hands


Facts and lies chewed in a blender, served up smooth for their agenda

          Left or right, it makes no matter, what's dispensed is poisoned chatter


Truth that's twisted, then opined, meant to sway the sheepish mind

          Oblique perspectives rife with flaws, varnished clean by righteous cause


Intent to impart the forthright soul, with their false brand of vitriol

          They all cede news is "compromised", but entirely by the OTHER guys


So where can I seek news for me - outspoken and propaganda-free?

          That's the sad, disheartening twist - trustworthy news does NOT exist


Thus, my New Year's pledge will be to waste that wasted time on ME

          Consider last year's news a curse, and pray it won't get any worse


You see, with all that garbage hurled, WATCHING it won't change the world

          But trading time spent on the news for kind pursuits and daily truths,


Might turn that hatefulness to mirth, (in my little corner of the Earth)

          For bringing worldly changes nearer, starts with that guy in the mirror


So my resolution's to disabuse, and not waste '18 ... on the "news".




* Re-worked and submitted on January 3, 2018, for the "New Year" Poetry Contest, Janice Canerdy, Sponsor. *

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