The Name of the Game

Just disillusioned with Society's hunger for the salacious, instead of truth.

It's the story,
The story that you're craving
A tale of all those people
In the spotlight misbehaving
'Cuz passing judgment
On others is the game's name
It's so insane
How we sell shame...

And oh yes, we buy it--
Consume it by the ton,
Binge until we vomit
And tell ourselves it's fun
There are no anorexics
When it comes to making news,
Selling who's who, who's dating who
What couple's through, who's feeling blue
Don't matter what's true...

So pour yourself another
Cup of stone cold fiction
Just to feed your
Main stream media addiction
Pay no attention to my 'ill prediction
'Bout your seedy-a*s affliction..
Cuz it may thrill you, fill you
With titillation and elation
But no joke it will kill you
(Your mind, mind you) 'cuz

It's the story,
The story that you're craving
A tale of all those people
In the spotlight misbehaving
'Cuz passing judgment
On others is the game's name
It's so insane
How we sell shame...

Author's Note

Experimenting with more assonance... Ok and maybe some consonance.

Reviews

[Kenilo Kent]

Very conventional. The truth is not pleasning... Lovely observation.

[Holly Mason]

title got me to read...content made me want to read more
really like this so many good lines
love the anorexics making news simple words much meaning
thank you for sharing

[Kaitlyn Boehm]

I immediately felt what your message was with this poem. Society can be rough now adays, feeding on others problems and mistakes. The media is simply feeding us our gossip, which we in turn immaculate and create trends on. This was very powerful.