Take that stand,

just know it depends upon

your collusion as

a willing pawn

 

Become the fringe

in public stunt,

from searing rumors

spread this month

 

One day you’re cordial,

then a crony on notice,

voicing analysis

of policy and quotas

 

A refusal of research

with graphs or facts,

prods zombie mobs

in brainless attacks

 

Objections blared

of what doesn’t exist

validates trails

to the already convinced

 

Crews that converge

to jolt what’s stable

are the culmination

of programmed cable

 

The irony is undeniable,

stunning in measure,

canceling daring

to promote displeasure

 

They call out fragility

but can’t handle critique,

overplaying their swagger

with petty technique

 

Mayhem is the bait

in wicked traps,

deforming perception

to summon collapse

 

They ache for doom

like crops need rain,

until they’re submerged

grasping for grain

 

In a world of sources

patrons are fed

profiled nutrition

an engineer bred

 

Users are the product

of ruthless giants,

sold by the slice

for total compliance

 

It’s all a buffet

where variety is illusion,

in trafficking myths

to trend confusion