Interruption

This is a test of the emergency broadcast system.
Please excuse this interruption.

We have become possessed by the people in television sets,
Blinded and binded by media moguls who mask their agenda,
They snap photographs and snap reputations in half,
Sticks and stones have shattered the glass of the greater good,
Their breaking news is breaking views, and sparing few,
They are parasites.
Persistent in sucking the pride from the people,
Paparazzi flashes fall like dying moths.
They hide behind their lenses.
Reporters and analysts crawl behind statistics and polls,
These networks remain on their knees, they pray for more.

More publicity.
Publicity publicly humiliates families,
Humility has become obsolete.
So we must rise to our feet, sweep the dirt off,
The dirt that has been thrown on the names of women and men,
Names tarnished and maimed for the sake of blame,
The war for your mind has reached the highest stage,
We have been locked in this cage, fed lies and fear
They have infested your ears and digested your peers,

These pundants redundantly spew redundancy from their lips
That are inhaled by your kids, rotting away in their lids
They rid your families of security, control your dreams.
These sheep remain counting your Z’s while you sleep,

They reap your thoughts; violently shake you from REM,
So you can thank them for the American insomnia created,
They are your tongues at dinner tables and in conversations deemed educated.
Your children are baited like fish; they swallow the hook and the worm,
Little boys and little girls, learn alphabets incorrectly, ABC-CNN-NBC-CBS

See, this has become personal now,
United we stand? Then we all fall down.
They have grasped the throat of the American Dream,
And have refused to let go
Only we can loosen their grip,
But we can’t, because we choose not to
Their word has consumed us.

This is just a test,
Now back to regular scheduled programming.