one thing is clear
year after year
media thriving on fear
people living in the sticks
falling for magic tricks
terror sells the flicks
life a fragile dream
whatever the regime
war measure extreme
glued onto the screen
without a machine
our brain washed clean
after a stint in drama
call upon our mama
to take off our pajama
now totally nude
let’s not be prude
no oil we are screwed
