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MEDIA BLUES
This a commentary on call as a poem. The media has gone mad. It is driving us mad.
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I can’t hear you anymore
You are destroying my heart
You tell me the same stories
Over and over and over again
When the story change
You then began to take it apart
And prove to me it can’t work
We can’t win
We won’t prevail
Because the learned ones have the answers
Where are they when I need them to act
They are out trying to kill my heart
You, the Media, I can’t hear you anymore
You can educate millions
On a forty second rung
Slighting and twisting, content into
Non-objective truths
I am sick
I am tired
I just can’t hear you anymore
Otherwise, I will not survive
You are killing my heart
You are slaying my soul
You are a bane-berry plant to me
I can’t listen anymore



Earthene Fleming
October 17, 2010

Author's Note:  Bane-berry plant: a poisonous plant.
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