Dear TV

Dear TV,

Do you speak for the free?

The earth is your stage yet,

You bleed more gluttony than I could ever need.

Grease me with your perjury,

Make me laugh with glee.

Blind me to reality

With your reality TV.

Communize me with your virtuous display.

Condition in me in the American Dream.

You bolster impartiality,

Yet you block their screams.

Politicians can drool more deceit into screens,

I can tell because their eye has that gleam.