Until the Cartridge Is Empty

When apocryphal bedlam spreads its crazy pinions

	Fake news holds court in the newspaper's dominion

		Incessant lies convert to self-righteous 'truth' in print

			I light a fire with a fact check stone cold sparky flint

Surely I respect pluralism and free speech for everyone

	Search for opinions and do not object well put clever pun

		But when evil misinformation threatens valid certitude

			I wish the evil propaganda would be null and void and mute


Yet what can I do I'm just a humble poet with a tiny quill

	Can shout from nanoscopic roof tops or the window sill

		Reach deep into a shallow ink pot with my fountain pen

			Cannot compete though with the glitzy giant liars' den


I won't bow to how the big shots misinform and cheat

	Challenge crude populism and reject unopposed defeat

		Call out to fellow writers' voice to heed the call of obligation

			Will not be handcuffed or straightjacketed within my narration

Honesty holds virtue and ethos can be clothed in rhymes

	Rhythm dash meaning and figures speech onto the lines

		When right becomes so very wrong duty is to write until

			I'm bound and gagged knowing the skewed battle is uphill

04th April 2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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