News.

You’ll have to pardon me for this interruption

Newspaper has me brainwashed like a mental suction

Paradoxical aid like a slow eruption

Incapable of empathy at your white collar luncheon

Give me a minute to adjust the situation, the elation

Let me begin the investigation of the inspiration

Behind your relations, battle-stations

Man them with fervor, ship sunk so I wade in

Middle-class so riled, but your dividends can’t pay them

It’s fitting that the riddling and the mad-man fiddling

Cause the middle of the bundle of swindlers to piddle endlessly

Cruelly, moodily, define the switch but do we see?

No, madness creeps like a stalker, no shame

Hiding, shuffling, we huddle in vain

But to the human mind the struggle makes perfect sense

Swirls of media evils have a hypnotic effect

Serves to put me to rest, lay me down to digress

Set me up to confess, all the rats off my chest

Clinging to your societal mother, that’s suicide

Be happy with your situation, wisdom in lieu of pride

Don’t drive the insanity that plagues our humanity

Complain about your rotten meat when you could be drowning in Haiti