Journalism Poems

Entity Key Codes dialogue with 1600

Health and human services of Ventura county
Labor dispute 
Has refused key access to governor newsom 
In orders legislated
Denied rights of homekey assignment 
And resigned account

The total loss of life is significant

Occupation of excess in Union
Against better
Refuse bettered man

Consort of treason
Record in account held as quieted palms

Sacrifice 
Order to report otherwise

Internal review
Of publicly provided access

interpretations end
As

City Halls and Councils in Lecture Mathematically Ending File

Calls for resignation in cities
When press powers overlay budget of objective
Journalism
Speaking for others illustrates division wrong

Pilot project cost the city $287 per ride given
City Councilman Bill Miranda speaks to the driver of the city's trolley before boarding Monday. Perry Smith/The Signal

The employment obstruction of causeway
Is debilitating to finance language 
In America 
These root answers create

slavery sound

slavery poetry
civil rights
poverty language
this is strong liberating art
to become soft after crime
rather than prevailing crime wages

Dogeing Yogurt

With Medicaid I got my dentures so bright
To pursue each and every culinary delight
Now with swagger I sway
But DOGE takes them away
Guess it's yogurt for dinner again tonight

Yellow Journalism

   
    Finished reading, he tossed the (Wall Street) Journal into the urinal

Journalism

Owner
ruins
WAPO

Fall of the Fourth Estate

                              Where did all the journalists go,
                   

Movin' On Up

I once wrote Op-Eds for a regional daily paper
Until the new publisher thought me too liberal
He preferred to publish a sensational caper
Than alternative views, well-expressed, literal,
God forbid the public be encouraged to think
Or have the opportunity to read opposing views,
Which is primarily why many local papers stink
Filled, as they are, with advertisements and old news!
After

Journalism

Sahafat kar magar asool Kay Saath,,
Baran baran crore Kay bunglay na bana,,
Qatil group Kay khilaf awaaz to utha,,
Haq Sach ko jhoot say na Mila....
Note.syed iqrar ul hassan shame on you....

Beware of Biased Journalism

Many of my friends no longer watch network news 
Disgruntled by conflicting prejudicial reports 
Beholden to their network’s particular political views. 

Eyewitness accounts are dulled from retorts 
By “talking heads” paid for “expert” commentary 
Disgruntled by conflicting prejudicial reports 

Over the years we have all grown wary 
Of wealthy news media moguls, and such, 
By

Wikileaks

WIKILEAKS

We made a decision! Secrecy is evil!
So we reveal the secrets of our democracies
(they probably won’t kill us if they catch us)
Our leader’s face is visible, public, smug,
and confined to a foreign embassy! You have 
no idea who we are!

For your sake, of course, we share stolen secrets
with dictators, tech firms and people we don’t

Jinnah's Pakistan

Inside Pakistan By Julie
1.We have sold the basic Principles unity, faith and discipline for currency notes.
2.Journalism is about telling People the truth and highlighting the genuine problems.
3.Politicians aim is to earn the wealth via Politics.
4.Media will only sell the product which People want to watch.
5.If rich gets herpes it is called allergy while If a

Edgar's Final Poetic Stanza

Once there was an average Joe  

You may know  

Named Poe  

Having a soul stirring heart  

To start  

He did his society part  

Right up until riding in the Poe edict funeral cart  

Telling tales  

Artistic, entertaining, informative daily mail  

Appearing in the newspaper without fail

An Ode To Chris Hondros

The truth has always lay behind the lens,
Despite how the words of a conflict may twist and bend.
Bullets fly and shells shatter the earth and youth,
Tear at flesh and souls and try for the truth.
To tell a story, as writ by action,
And recorded in frames, under fire, an austere reaction.
Before opinion, before judgement, explanation or

Cast the First Stone

To the cameraman who through your distant lense 
sees one man with another's wife,
and clicks and silently uploads, to expose, 
and so to make those lives implode.

Who do you see behind your shuttered home?
With wife away and children gone,
no prying eye save God's alone,
yet, still you pick and throw first stone.

To the journalist, seekings idle

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