Public Good

by | Feb 8, 2011 | Poetry | 0 comments

“Its all for the public good,” they all allege,
“Read these, our words, watch and hear our pledge –
Information for all our commuters,”
These granite words pour from their computers.
Sell more sheets of the public tabloid press,
Lies, nonsense and rubbish with no redress –
Lives are destroyed, “All for the public good,”
This is all that is ever understood.

Selling the media, selling papers,
Build them up and give them status on Tuesday,
Sneak around and dash them down by Friday.
Then write and write, secondhand invaders,
Third-hand and nothing-known-hand creators
And old, waste, copies wrap fish on Sunday.


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