Nero Fiddles, While Rome Burns
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Poem by: Mike Stevens
Nero fiddles, while Rome burns.
Our media has bought the circus.
The clown car of today's politics,
driven by jokes in suit and tie,
is looking for headlines, good or bad.
And we, like lambs to the slaughter,
blindly follow along, never questioning,
never wondering, never thinking.
Nero fiddles, while Rome burns.
Everything is wrong with the media,
yet we hobble along, needing a crutch,
but the crutch they offer is broken.
Just a rabble of lemmings, headed for a fall,
We blindly follow the others, blissfully unaware
we're being taken for a ride by a clown car.
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You definitely cut to the chase. Direct is nice to see. Very well stated again - your choice of words is immaculate. "Nero fiddles". No joke. "rabble of lemmings" is accurate also, unfortunately. Sometimes though I think maybe we actually know we're going for a ride in the clown car --- but this way we don't have to pay attention to traffic, gas, or where we're headed ...
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Thanks MB--and I think you're correct that we know it's a ride in a clown car, but we're just too lazy to give a damn--people just want to be entertained, never mind it should be taken dead serious!
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