L. B. Mek

Bombarded

 

 

Click, tic, flick busy scrawling our life’s away

We’re freaking-out when, tell us when

Hating, whoever they label as a villain

Forgiving those Magazine cover paint-brushed

 

Faultless…

 

Our capacity to verify black-eye lies

surrendered

Just as long as they feed us escapism

makeups,

 

Rapists released after just a few weeks,

Child abusers given welfare houses

Barely a street from day-care centres,

War refugees vilified for burdening

A mirage economy,

A robbery murder in broad daylight

Just by our local corner shop

While we’re told it’s in our interest

Local police stations, should

 

Be, obsolete…

 

Millionaire prime minister’s

That can’t explain how they made

All that campaigning money

Yet, they’re MI6 approved to run

A country’s beggared treasury…

 

While a decrepit president, mumbles

Lies and enables his sons drug abuse

While funding six billion-dollar wars…

 

Bombarded daily by evermore extravagant

Absurdities

We lack the will or resolve to question it all

News as our breakfast and supper fallacies

 

Veracity

Deemed an archaic impossibility

thrown out with morality’s water,

History

Cancelled outright, warped &

twisted by reactionary policies

 

so we’re collectively free to cyclically

repeat , same

generationally inherited, mistakes…

 

It used to be, every time

A war started somewhere

in the world

Our ‘leaders’ would collectively

talk about, Peace envoys

Now

it’s all taking sides and threats

Sanctions and funding\'s galore…

 

‘Theory of evolution’

May have used a wrong word

Too assumptively humanistic

‘Theory of inversion’

Seems to fit humanity’s antics

 

much better! i think…

 

 

© L. B. Mek

October 2023