Re: Accrington Poets.
Readers of The Sun & The Daily Mail, beware.
Media Influence
© 1995
Lichen covered tombstones mark the cradles of the dead,
Silent, weed-strewn plots of earth that conjure thoughts of dread,
A twisted yew tree by the gate sends shivers down the spine,
E’er the full moon breaks the cloud above the lonesome pine,
An owl hoots in the treetops at the distant stroke of twelve,
And a rustling in the bushes makes imagination delve
Into the creepy afterlife we’ve learned to preconceive,
From nasty books and videos our wanton hands receive.
Smashed and bloody corpses lay the trail of men at war,
Mutilated bodies struck by missiles from afar,
Damage and destruction on a scale beyond compare,
Orphaned children begging in a land no longer fair,
Seas and rivers poisoned by an ever flowing tide
Of sickening pollution that man’s crassness has supplied,
Daily through our TV-sets and printed paper news,
Young minds are infiltrated and thus scarred with adult views.
Kids in cardboard boxes line the inner city street,
An underclass of people that the rich are loath to meet,
Some turn to prostitution as others embrace crime,
Life for them is meaningless and endless as is time,
Stripped of inhibitions in a grasping welfare state,
Reduced to drugged existence by the quirky hand of fate,
Tho’ the influence of the media is the present wherewithal,
It’s message mocks our dignity and damns us one and all.
End
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Last edited by Stumped; 13-09-2009 at 21:42.
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