The Television
Monstrous, talking, evil thing.
Spouting out lies, verily, daily!
And we?
Whatever news it spouts?
Many drool over every word
as truth, like helpless louts.
It should have a truth-o-meter.
Instead it is a spreader of hate.
Not of good, heavens, never!
It's only aim to destroy good peoples'
characters forver!
There is a price to pay for this.
Discord, disharmony is the price.
We suffer when hatred is our
daily fare.
And muck about the earth,
Demanding life must be fair!
And when was that, pray tell?
What century never had some
taste of hell?
We cannot fix things, lest we
stop fighting.
Standing for eternal truths,
Not today's man-created morality
and writhings!
Which never harbor good will
at all...but..demand immediate
and false tithings.
We disrespect our current world
leaders and a horrendous
Unending attacks on police?
All must be stopped!
Angry, sarcastic violence,
Turns us into nothing more than
mean, loudmouth, self-righteus fops.
Demanding immediate recompense,
for things once settled long ago?
Hence, we fall ignorantly under
the Tele's specious and most
feckless glow!
While evil keeps our souls and
brains so precariously, in tow.
July 31, 2019
2pm PST
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2019
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