The Groundlings
A man of charisma
manipulates;
Like a puppet master, he
pulls heart strings,
Whilst baron-owned media
generates
Idiotic fables, fit for
groundlings.
Everyday another story’s
published,
Masquerading as truth and
common sense,
Moderate opinions are
rubbished,
And brushed aside with
intense vehemence.
Crowds, gather in numbers
ever- growing,
Drawn by a populist cause
they share.
Pulled, manipulated and
unknowing;
Nationalism is their call
to prayer.
The man of charisma
accommodates;
The feelings they
harbour, he aggravates.
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