From my book, The Evolution of A Word Made Flesh
At one point in my life I would sit for hours watching and listening to
the pundits of politics. And all it left me was angry and discontent with
life Not just my own, but everyone's life. So I wrote about it in this poem
I titled Paradox Hoax. Click on the link below to listen to it being read as you read along.
I keep fondling dreams as I
flip through FOX, CNN and MSNBC networks.
An electric lady land fantasy
of revolutions where over and over and
under and through, inconsistent gibberish of
conservative conversationalists' and
liberal libel is taken for truth.
My heart is pumping out toxic fiber optic
editorial journalistic pollution like kidneys
secrete the habit of alcohol and
Our dependence on government help is
broken glass shards ruining the
veins of society
while Limbaugh and spring chicken heads with a
View are enslaving our voices,
limiting the truth of our choices, using
eminent domain for our minds as they spit out
their opinions through television and radio
frequencies into our brain waves as truth.
How some American hearts stay warm with
nightly news schisms, burning intolerance,
unreal realism, religious sincerity posed
and limp dick Viagra commercials
is amazing. But still a paradox hoax.