Poem -

Fake News

                                                                 I am sick and tired
                                                                 I don't deny it
                                                                 It is just the news
                                                                 Lies and low moral
                                                                 Perhaps, me thinks,
                                                                 Spring will bring the Light
                                                                 Splendour in disguise
                                                                 Perhaps a false sense of
                                                                 I am right !
                                                                 Today, tonight and tomorrow
                                                                 Like any other time in the past
                                                                 Shall prove that man
                                                                 Despite his eagerness to love,
                                                                 To care, to make things right
                                                                 Will leave his senses, his pride,
                                                                 His humanity
                                                                 His lack of wisdom
                                                                 To fight, to kill
                                                                 In the name of the Most High

 

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