Scratching at the same
surfaces
With the endless repetition
of
The same beat and funk,
Stuck in a groove; the
same groove.
Rebranded and repackaged
as new,
But still the same old,
same old chatter.
Wringing out inane details
with intensity,
As audiences wait to
devour those truths
Chat show dramatics and revelations,
Hosted between the heavens
and beyond.
Mundane living clamours
for attention,
The rises and falls are
exposed at will;
Breaking-news breaks
interrupt boredom.
That there is nothing to
report causes worry,
Perhaps an actual
happening can be mentioned.
©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 15/02/2016
Yep. A truth-telling poem, Eileen, sardonically told.
ReplyDeleteSo very true! I think if a person watches the news for a while one sees it. So much is rebranded and repackaged...ho hum after a while.
ReplyDeleteIt's amazing how the web has given us even more minutiae to wade through to get to the important stuff, Eileen. Maybe it's the way they keep us from seeing the truth. If it's buried in an avalanche of 'crap' then we won't see what's happening.
ReplyDeleteI feel this sometimes I want to scratch that record... somehow not everything bears repeating for ever.
ReplyDeletesigh...how right you are....
ReplyDeleteI have the "news" on in the background as we speak. What I would like to know is how humans are doing at various places on the planet - instead there is so much yakkity-yak about politics. Argh.
ReplyDeleteThat there is nothing to report causes worry,
ReplyDeletePerhaps an actual happening can be mentioned.
That is true. Most times sensational items take precedence, more to cater for the ratings. The real news that matter were left aside as there were no money from them. This is a great ending Eileen. It ends with a suggestion for improvement!
Hank
Hmmm, you've got a point!
ReplyDelete...perhaps...???
ReplyDeleteRight on.
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