I am TV
The results just came in- the results no longer matter.
For it was never about the truth, nor justice- it’s souls they’re after...
It could never be for family- moral ethics; que more laughter
As human life is thus dehumanized- the crowds go wild throughout the rafters...
Of course it’s not considered murder-
When the people democratically forced, coerced and fractured
All hopes of winning, or moral statures
...as millions never even once connected the fact-
that that poor boy, his small heart shatters.
You know, it’s no longer safe for him to tell a soul that his Daddy was his Hero once...
The results just came in-
... did you know? We used to love to play catch...
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