Smutter’ings
cheap tabloids are not wanted
for they are purveyors of injustice.
they take the weaknesses of folk
and magnify them beyond reason.
tares are cast freely
anticipating frivolous results.
the trap is the common snare
set with malice of forethought.
Human shortfalls can be easily exposed.
Those who have erred stand to pay a greater price
than even the law would seek to punish.
Cruelty becomes the benchmark
beneath the facade of justice.
the frightened who are so caught
stand by ineffectual.
they no longer take issue with the offender.
They no longer strive for right
or a place of dignity.
They capitulate and slink away
as dogs with their tails between their legs!
those who are the true curse
pompously march.
their finger points and wags while poison ink
flows from the shallowness of their speech.
Words are easily tainted and values misconstrued.
To what point is the pen prick allowed to let blood?
profit is the motive, for there is no product,
there is no service that can be worthy of remuneration.
these inquisitors are devoid of religion
yet claim self- righteousness;
they are no better than the hate mongers
who have gone before.
wolves in wolves clothing,
they bleat like sheep,
only to lead the lambs themselves
to the slaughter.
the smell of blood clings to their nostrils
and their tongues wag, lapping,
while they tear apart the flesh rendered
by the smallest wound.
the glamorous are paraded
to embellish the glamorless.
glizty personalities are often quoted,
not always in context.
the mundane attempt credence
while they are absent of credulity.
there is no distinction
for which they are not devoid.
to whom is the privilege given
to be jury and judge?
convention puts the civility of action
above civil law.
touts can only tout the items
for which they are not penalised.
It is time to discard those
whose conscience is unconscionable!
Will George © 1997
Will George Poet
will-george-poet.co.uk