Cameras Fading

Some sad charade that never ends
The cameras fading in and out of scenes
All the wasted green hiding behind blue screens
Looking for the even trade winds

In a moment Now
An announcement will be made
Big News, still the same charade
What a shame, Oh Wow

Microphone Words, Scripted Lines
Listen closely who Opines

Blank Numbers Marching Jumble Pose
Catch the flashback cash jarring throws

Lights out and Night's away
Waiting for blinds of gray

All the wasted green hiding behind blue screens
The cameras fading in and out of scenes . . .




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Written on 2019-05-16 at 23:37

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2019-06-05