Death Pangs

The word of the press,

news to just Net,

the less of the more,

people abhor.

The sneaking to follow,

to wreck with a tweet,

to state an opinion,

or turn love into bleep.

The blunt spoken basics,

of nothing is said,

responses are certain,

to enrage what is read.

The script of the written,

the herd of the verse,

the hinge to the doors,

will prove not absurd.

Actions are labeled,

prepared for a tag,

in the game of you're it,

the pitch is the flag.