Lost in the swirling maelstrom of gossip and opinions
Fed to me by media, just trying to earn their paychecks,
I become jaded, disinterested, unfocused
Just looking for some light at the end of the tunnel...
I shudder to think that the light I so desperately seek
Might turn out to be an atom bomb,
Laying waste with equal measure to the strong and the meek.
Or there's red flags, false warnings raised yonder
While the nation quickly dissolves, grows less fonder.
This is my attempt to be an angry poet?
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