Best Fourth Estate Poems

We Are The Fourth Estate
By Roy Merritt

We don’t want to give you facts
That’s not what we’re about
We only feature personalities
We want to hear them shout

We...

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Where did all the journalists go,
                   ...

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Awaking blithe each morning,
with eyes upon the World,
I wonder, are we mourning
with ebon flags unfurled –
or are they but a warning,
some draped like snakes and...

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In Chibok,
An IED finds it way 
Into the mind of a savage sect
And made good use of the emptiness.

In helplessness,
Some school girls are bundled up
From...

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The typewriters tap,
with a rat-a-tat-tat,
like a fourth estate rap
to provide us the pap
(that serves as a snack with a rat-a-tat-tat)
in a newspaper scrap
crammed with meaningless...

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( this is my way to bring out what i see and what i object to ... the happenings in the state of Goa )
...

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Once wars were fought with sticks and stones
to flog the flesh and batter bones
and conquer lands, defending thrones -
though gods provoke, not one atones. 

The...

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COME ON DOWN TO THE GILDED AGE
By Roy Merritt

Come on down to the Gilded Age 
We’ve crawled our way back
And we’re coming hard and heavy...

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Twas Watergate which proved once more
The pen is mightier than the Sworn
With pomp and circumstance imbibed
The deed did not, they said, but lies
Though exile begs...

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WE GOT US A BRAND NEW AMERICA
By Roy Merritt

Meet our new friend Vladimir
He looks really good to me
I’m pretty sure he can teach us some...

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A Salute to Good Children in Classroms

Ususally, they are quiet and unassuming.
They contribute by their glowing humility!
And verily, are lessons for us all.
On how to...

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Holocaust Remembrance Day, 2019
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Today, we honor those whose lives were cruelly taken!
They suffered gruesome deaths and were inhumanely forsaken.

Frightening, how we heard from the fourth...

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La Dolce Vita  Part One 

How sweet life is, indeed!
The air we breathe, our nightly rest.
Think back about your very first
steps.
You played games outdoors with
your nose...

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The noblemen control the pen, indeed they own the farm,
but nonetheless exude finesse (and need I mention charm?)
with revenue to sate the few, exulting arm...

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Snoring bush pig
Relishing in  reverie like a hog
Trudge on day-dreaming
Wandering  beyond yonder
Think of no blunder in wonder-trance
Junking the Fourth Estate 
Jumping at the...

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