The news is on!
I’d often wonder what is going on in the world that they refuse to show…
They are bought, heartless robots, thoughts, words, perspectives and angles sold to the highest bidder, the excuse is a phat salary, go figure!
Ambition is a toxin that claims victory over who it exploits
My convenience is an entire’s village demise
Why cry? My feelings and my feminism criticized
I may survive, but in their tender youth they die
And I live emptied
Consumerized, undignified, computerized, an utter drone
By Janell Hihi