There are people that are queuing up
Ready to view as much,
Lies that can be printed
By the oligarchy media,
Prying into people’s lives
Giving them no place to hide,
Hounding lots of people
Who’ve done no harm at all,
Building people up
Just so they can tear them down,
Parasite journalists are operating below ground,
Hiding in the shadows ignoring stories of corruption
Printing shit about benefit scroungers,
While saying nothing about tax dodgers,
Printing xenophobic trash,
Publishing racist propaganda,
They’re mouth pieces of the governments
And the oligarchs that they serve,
What happened to a free and independent press
Or am I dreaming did this ever exist?
Is it just a reflection of societal petty, mean bitterness,
Where we love to see the successful fall
We must accept one and all,
The sleazy, nasty press we get
Is a reflection of our own insidiousness,
The papers that they sell in the end
Are brought by people in the millions,
Who thrive on misery and gossip,
Well not me, mate, dignity? You lost it
But I retain mine by not buying into this shit,
The media is disgustingly toxic,
And I won’t give it my money
To ruin peoples lives and pretend it’s funny,
What’s funny is when they hold others in judgement
When they have got no moral compass,
Fuck the fucking media, I’ve got absolutely no time for them.
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Thanks very much for reading and understanding my friend and for appreciating. 💖🙏 Faux
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