by K. Mulroney
Monday, May 23, 2011
Rated "PG" by the Author.
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Cameras hang from your beams, a cheap plastic chime.
Not as vile as the operator, the incinerator of a man’s success.
What happened to fact, the pact of, journalism?
Does the slug eyed monster, truly spy with such hateful cluster?
How do you decriminalize, the compensation soaked in lies.
A life spent wearing a bush, living for that disdainful push,
with days scouring for insincerity, a glimpse of impropriety that never was.
Show me the fascination of this midnight meditation of the fiend’s next column.
When was pushin’ the truth under a beer stained cushion born,
A frenzied craze in hiding those unselfish acts that should have been be praised.
A paparazzi shuffle for money and name, nothing but a killing game.
A literary snake whose rancid skin never changes just rearranges its slither.
And oh the compass is pristine; it carries the ping of a devastating murder of passion.
Now uncover your mirror tabbie man, if you can stand the devil who resides beside you.
Your ilk killed an icon, slaughtered the song, and executed the gift of the One.
Enjoy your greed before the revived returns, tickets are for sale to watch you burn.
I ask but one thing from the scandal whores, to measure your jaw from face to floor.
The tabbie mans dead pen lies dried in the rafters. Oh how sweet comes the laughter.
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|Reviewed by K. Mulroney
|Lol! to Tony, Ed and Patrick. This poem depicts what the " media" has become. It used to be they simply told us the news, whats happening day by day WITHOUT their own opinions and scathing twisted truths. It doesn't happen to just celebs. It happens to all people. It's no longer innocent till proven guilty, it has slid the slime filled path of making money at the personal expense of everyone, rich or poor. The story sells and that's the bulls-eye. I have no bad or good side guys, I'm simply me.|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Powerful stuff! Thank you, Kim. Love and best wishes to you,
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|Wow!A strong indictment of the media,and rightly so!Excellent poem!Good to see you back,Kim!It's been a long time...|
|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|What a fascinating and interesting piece that depicts the times of today very well...
Be always safe,
|Reviewed by TONY NERONE
|Kim, You probably have a great side too.
|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|As per Patrick, below, me neither...ed|
|Reviewed by Patrick Granfors
|Remind me never to get on your bad side;-) Patrick|