Media and News Poems: The media is a powerful entity in our world. To a great degree, it has the power to influence our minds, at times creating confusion and/or distorted and bias “news” that runs contrary to what news should be.
In addition to mainstream media, we have social media, which is filled with self serving, often emotional and mindless statements, testimonies, and conclusions, often using recipes of false news, lies, distortions, and inaccuracies.
The following poems have embed within them my interpretations and conclusions of the consequences of mainstream media, social media, and the news, both for society and the individual.
About the following poem: Early morning on my deck, a coffee in hand, soothing music playing, moments of tranquility and bliss, enjoying all which this beautiful day has to offer. And then I pick up my smart phone, for I desire to read the “morning news”…
In My Mind
As I sit here
Absorbing the calming rays of the morning sun
I read, and then realize how chaotic disarray attempts to make love with harmony
In s world of insanity
While it tries to influence my mind
During this moment in time.
I interpret the “informative news”
As a need to amalgamate absurdities
With solutions for serenity
While initially resisting wishes and temptations of conformity
In my mind
During this moment of time.
And then slowly I am swallowed up by these intellectual stupidities
And I lose clarity and sanity
And become a victim of hypocrisy
Falling head first into the world’s quicksand of misery
Which wants to swallow up my mind
During this moment in time.
About the following poem: And quite often… the lies and distortions… create confusion and delusion.
It’s Nothing But Delusion
Today they believed the lies
the distorted truths… the accusations… and wrong-doing cries
the created fabrications which are easy to consume
conceptualizations and distortions… abundant and abloom.
Responsibility once assumed… but now rarely seen
reality now falsified… made convoluted… and obscene.
And the beat goes on….
as the mind is twisted
like that character… on Prodigal Son.
And while these false narratives appear
which the perpetrator wishes that all will embrace
the ego desperately asserts and manipulates
loyalty and trust is what it requires, and necessitates
but the soul is slaughtered… beaten… and no where to be found
and truth is tossed… lost… by perplexing theories which abound
while delusion….
leaves nothing but despair and mind confusion.
And life goes on….
the mind twisted
like that character… on Prodigal Son.
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