Information Holds

The Radio that never plays unless it's contracted tones,

to have thought that what is herd,

bares to the bones.

The dollar speaks to whom shall bring,

no freedom in the sing,

now prearranged to open blame,

the D.J.'s are the Train.

Old school Stations played to Tunes,

the popular of the day,

as this changed the actions came,

know News is also tamed.

Journalistic Reporters drop,

like Flys upon the breeze,

investigations never made,

opinions given place.

Determined Anchors still do prop,

the once in a while stop,

to ask the question I've posted most.

Where is the truth in the lip,

if what is said does not match sip,

a person, place or even sting,

the issues brought have no bing.

The hang-up had to every scene,

so quickly dismissed as only stream,

the words that flow are ready made,

the awful is a pane.

Should radio play be relied,

upon the friendly state,

than does the Orwellian Book become the common thread?

Exasperate Society takes to advantage all that's spat,

fighting only works for sums,

to add the dealer's track.

Communication was to bring,

better Society to peace for breach,

now it spreads the open brink at speeds it took to sync.