Beneath the ghostly moon
chattering purveyors of doom
dominate the night
with sickly glee
Is this our destiny?
To be casualties
of their morbid ferocity?
As always
it's up to us
to filter out
the media negativity
from suppressed reality
Separate hype from fact
Build up tomorrow
on the ruins
of broken dreams
only we can reclaim
Leaving the
disaster blasters
nothing to whine about
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