Getting older, getting bolder.
Mismatched views, news propaganda
Creating zombies, full of slander.
Eking out their time, shouting online,
An echo chamber but please remember,
That the views they hold have a defender.
Nourished on hate, a divisive spate.
Sanctimoniously smug sold with a shrug.
Cloning more rabid unsightly thugs.
The media praised; eyes glazed.
Double dealing, thought stealing,
Callous uncaring vapidly preening.
Selling copious copies and intervening.
Binding society to a populist game,
Ridden with shame, filled with pain,
How the hell can this remain?
Written after the Batley and Spen bi election (2021) where the media focused on George Galloway, who stoked up a lot of division and hate. Instead of focusing on other parties in the election. Luckily Labour retained the seat. This poem is against any party who stoke up hatred to try and ensure a win.