second hand news fiend

I’m not going to apologize to friend or foe
alike for refusing to swallow
the bullshit that’s being fed to me.
I’m not going to pretend to like
the taste in my mouth
As it ruminates on my tongue,
Bat my eyes and smile,
Letting it satiate a sick hunger.

The battles I fight are constant;
the burdens I bear, relentless.
Because there are those who seek truth in place of lies.
And others who can’t tell the difference.