Writing in The Dark

Mental manipulation,

Spreading the nation,

Broadcast on every station,

Here is a free phone,

Just for the occasion.

It's an invasion,

It's their way in,

Getting under your skin.

Planting information,

A visual manipulation,

Linking the whole nation.

Feeding the brain,

Fear, anger, and pain,

Your thoughts follow,

As they create the domain.

Training you to think,

Not caring if you sink,

Keeping you weak,

Feeding you Lies,

Building walls so no one tries,

To improvise and realize,

There's nothing to climb.

The phone chimes in.

Creating a distraction,

An energy interaction,

Giving a sense of satisfaction.

There is no need to take action,

We sit and watch it happen.

Enticed to tune in,

Amazed by the destruction,

Fears favorite function,

As adds and agendas slip in.

Blasted on every station,

All across the nation,

They build the manifestation.

Holding our focus and attention,

In the intended direction,

Lessening the impact you have in...

The phone chimes in again,

Your phone rings again,

OOOHH!! a notification,

I wonder what came in,

Wait!

There's that game I was playin.

Why was I on here again?