Freedom of the Press
He laughs. He knows his counterpart'sA twit, a party hack, who dares not
Say a word against his nation's communist
Regime. He, on the other hand, is honest,
Trained to uphold all the standards
He is held to by the corporations who
Have hired him, and who, coincidentally,
Help guide the state as it bears down on
Various minorities, and liberals, and
Communists. Such crusades are, as he's
Aware, what's needed, if the nation
Is to withstand all which threatens it,
And what he writes does nothing more
Than make that clear to bovine readers.
He's nobody's party hack. Oh, no;
He's just a patriot. There's nothing
Wrong with that.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2021-05-18 at 03:36
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