Muddling Minds

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Apr 18, 2024 

Muddling
minds.
Twenty four
seven.
Three
sixty five.
Infinite
pages to
fill.
Day in,
day out
more
of the
same.
What to
watch?
What to
read?
What to
believe?
Who to
trust?
Information,
facts.
Spun
to a
blur.
Back and
forth.
Misinformation.
Disinformation.
Who’s
to say?
Battlefield
mind.
Rendered
confused,
disturbed.
Power.
Control.
Name
of the
game.
Zombies
created.
Muddled
minds,
overwhelmed.
Who’s
pulling the
strings?
Divide and
conquer.
Look around,
easy to
see.

 

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