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Disaster Dancers

Disaster Dancers

The Prima Grievance Ballerina
mesmerizing society
on the social media stage
dances shamelessly
over any human tragedy
that can be made to fit
her us versus them narrative..

Gracefully she pivots
when contrary facts
become an obstruction
as she does a pirouette spin
over the latest contrived mass outrage..

For there's no crisis
that can't be enhanced
by a well choreographed 
negative propaganda dance 

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sparrowsong

Hello Steve...

Have you taken a Road Trip lately to see who's telling the truth?

I definitely would...

But, people know people and Gossip is still a thing...

When they're sad...

I tend to believe them...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

 

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Steve Green

Hi Sparrow..

I am afraid I have become so jaded and cynical these past few
years I would not know real truth if I tripped over it..

I just assume the peddlers of information are trying to sell
me their shoddy wares like late night infomercials.. 

Of course I peddle my own version of truth through poetry
so in the end I'm no better than all the other chattering sales people

Caveat Emptor all around..

Thanks for your always appreciated comments and particular
version of truth ;)
 

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