First published in
Media Whores Online August 2, 2002
Double Speak By Tony Alardin © 2002
Another day of double speak Another reason to believe If you say a lie enough While minions for you cry enough Then beat the pulpit like a drum As money moves from all to some There’s sure to be a poll to say We still love you; all is okay While sleeps the vast majority A nation bleeds hypocrisy With promises of dignity Compassion, moral clarity Is freedom’s price a life in fear? Diversion, while it disappears? With Fourth Estate the first to go The people left the last to know There’s something eerie in the air; An odor and a distant stare That speaks accountability Applies to everyone but me Of what I do; demand of you Of what I say; it must be true Why now the sudden third degree? You had the chance to question me