Reports contort the daily muddle,
Collapse the news construed.
Mass the media routinely huddles,
Aligning every view.
Facts they fracture, words of fission,
Meaning they do destroy.
Sorcery removes decision,
The mindless they employ.
Compliance with the ebb and flow,
Concurrent the occurrence.
Homogenates will tell and show,
Unthought not a deterrence.
Concocted is this witches brew,
A potion partial mist.
A cauldron melting points of view,
So truth can be dismissed.