historical the cash deluge
each and every year more huge
officials preach and claim to care
emotions trite and tripe they share
they harken to the mayflower
they mention ellis island too
they pose in patriotic power
and fling around clichés half true
they lie from shining sea to sea
and steal vast wealth from you and me
reporters few walk down old streets
to hear how people wish to live
so busy hugging proud elites
the corporate news does no one give
to ring a bell or knock a door
to sit on porch and learn the score
to gather round a kitchen plate
a living room and there relate
or if they do it’s always found
no fix nor cure is truly sound
while any wise reporters could
learn far more than they thought they would
real word collect of huge import
upfront street tales fresh thought live wit
true human need and care in short
a worthy text no pr skit
big corporate news it cannot hear
from those who act and show no fear
from those who know the world around
from those who live upon the ground
instead out looting for the banks
the robber class solicits thanks
and money too it fees and bills
and bilks and by its charges kills
the yearning dream of a good life
construct a house support the wife
but no blank men in vicious mold
so smooth polite they’ve long controlled
they gorge on wealth by way of stealth
and feast upon our children’s health
of news like this the press won’t dare
keen prophets have forever shown
what’s fair is fair is fair is fair
the rulers never want it known
disaster sown ignored by them
recall another apothegm
it’s not the world they say it is
this deadly bloody gruesome biz
proud polis papers president
how much they care quite evident
pretending that their role is clean
they oil up the kill machine
the press not much the world reveals
with cheap words clever false appeals
much life that matters now forget
most news goes elsewhere no regret
or slants twists lies omits distorts
by corporate will sheer force directs
slick chatter from sleek ruling courts
thus base and gullible infects
the economic system fails
to fill life’s gaps it fills grim jails
as corporate suits work to disguise
the coins they steal from dead men’s eyes
neglect that which small profit gives
elected representatives
owned by vast wealth are sternly told
despair and trouble soon unfold
the presidents preach claim they care
emotions trite and tripe they share
so sanguine suave a specious bit
on stage displayed adorned bright lit
slick mugging presidential tears
for dollar pains of endless years
a planet dies news takes a walk
while vapid proud official talk
engulfs those gathered all around
where media intent are found
to note each smile and mark each frown
but miss the giant theft downtown
throughout the land the news is spun
from trigger of the bankers’ gun
forgotten buried shunned no shock
unmentioned by official talk
the people buried deep in hock
forgotten murdered wonder why
by epic theft pushed from on high
bright blood upon the chopping block
forgotten murdered wonder why
the epic theft rulers deny
the peoples’ day is never won
the bombs are thrown the people now
the cash is blown must rise somehow
to thrive and shine bright as the sun
