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I donít care how I manipulate the truth;
As long as it distorts and creates biased views;
My first objective is to reach the youth.
It only takes one simple word or a clever line,
Visual cocaine that challenges your mind.
My goal is to get the results I need;
And swirl the masses into a violent frenzy.
Whether itís the air waves or ink in a magazine,
A block of text across your computer screen.
Twist perceptions and turn friends into foes,
Shaping their morals, my finger prints are right under each nose.
I donít care who gets killed or who gets maimed,
As long as thereís a dirty dollar to be made,
ĎTill thereís no black or white just a putrid shade of grey.
Lend me your eyes and then your ears,
Dilute comprehension through smoke and mirrors.
ďDivideĒ governments and send your children to war,
Is it an accident all the protesters were ignored?
Ever wonder what the body count is really for?
I sponsor those newspapers and fund every newscast;
Come and worship me at my daily mass.
Thereís really no limit to who and what I control;
Once I own your mind Iíll feast on your soul.
Believe half of what you see and none of what you hear;
ĎCause itís my rationale that reaches your ears;
Thatíll either deepen your fear or reduce you to tears;
Just wait till you read the next headline which appears,
Iíll be laughing and scheming for the rest of the year.
Itís all fiction, contrived, and counterfeit,
Who do you think is really writing the script?
Iíll toast your every misery,
This is the madness which writes history.
...As long as I own your mind--first it will be your eyes.
.........I will own your mind--then it will be your ears.
...............NOW I OWN YOUR MIND.


------
I bleed ink.


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The following comments are for "Propaganda"
by Eddieeaves

Very Sad Stuff
It almost made me go and hide under the bed, curled up like a fetus, wang between my legs, shivering, schlip-schlopping me on the butt.
You must be drunk all the time if you're toasting to my every misery. Hair of the dog right?
You're right though. I can't stand the evil media propagandists.
Peace.

( Posted by: jesuschriss [Member] On: October 26, 2005 )

Permission to Use
Hi Tom,
My name is Shannon Berard-Gardiner, I'm an Art Dept. Coordinator on a Canadian TV Series called renegadepress.com. I came across this writing and wondered whether you'd be interested in having it used as background set decoration on our show? If you could contact me as soon as possible that would be great. I can be reached either by my work email: art_renegade2005@yahoo.ca or you could call me at: 306.585.8272.
I look forward to hearing from you. Thanks,
Shannon

( Posted by: sheisme [Member] On: November 24, 2005 )





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