They want

They seek

To scandalise

To brutalise

The truth

To disrespect

Disrupt and corrupt

To take away your youth

 

How far and

When are not words

 They understand

When is a step

A step to far

To protect

To hide

What’s been said

What’s been done

By whom and when

It’s just another

Cunning ruse

Wrapped up

Carefully packaged

Presented

As the highlights

Of yesterday’s news

Another life shown

As demented

Another night of drug fuelled

Debauched, degraded and denied

Comments

Reported

Resorted

To whatever they

Think they can find.

Well it must be the truth

It’s in the paper

All too often

Cruel and not to kind

It’s just another

 piece of printed matter

Recycled

Reclined and relined

Bins across the land

Another life shattered

Waiting

To be used again

And again

Pulled out

Refilled

Reused

Repackaged

Who cares?

 Who or what is represented

The fight

The right to publish what they like

About who they like

Or not

In a bid

To capture the line

That sells the copy

Of no details to gory

To capture the dubious glory

Of yet another

Half baked

Less than

Human interest story