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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 ©
Kai Michael Neumann
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