The Modern Ministry of Truth

It seems
Such a cacophonous dream;
The copious rattle of prattle
Obfuscating, obliterating
Sensibility's seams.
A never ending battle
Forever fought.

Not a coherent thought,
Nor manner of response critically weighed,
Appears saliently sought,
Or forth brought;
No logic to dissuade.
Platitudinal porridge.

Flatulent fodder for storage
Repeatedly excreted,
Imbibed by comatose minds unwilling to forage.
Spontaneity retreated,
Personality deleted,
Mankind forever
Unconscionably cheated.


by Rodney Alan Crater
Copyright ©2007 Rodney Alan Crater