Doom and Gloom

Doom and gloom again

That is how I feel reading

From the front pages

Disaster faces us

Or vain sports and pop starlets

Journalism stinks

The seeds have been sown

For newspapers destruction

Why do I feel sad?

For I remember

When reporting was an art

All was black and white

This is one more nail

Truthful reporting now dumb

From the front pages

We are now mindless

Tools for hidden persuaders
Our brains are now dead

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