All lies

a poem by Jayati

Bloated Zombie
Float on screen
Deceit written large
Stiff bald face.
Dude eyes
Speak in terms
Of deliverance.
The hungry journalist
Thirst,
Parched lips
Drink from lies
Get stomach aches.
Matter, top-secret
Saucy to expect
A share of our bread.
Dare the crowd
Defy the head
Lap to swallow
All that’s left
The cad’s vacant promise
Of Righteousness.