Honesty

We used to value the truth,
We always showed how we feel
Or who we are.
We know if someone cares.
We show pride, humility, friendship.
We know what happens when the picture was clear.
Now, we abuse.
We want funny names or none at all,
We get addicted at times when we should not.
And we do find out,
We act like riots.
We turn the truth not into facts,
But to editorials to support us.
It has to be a story,
It has to kiss ass.
It has to be anything,
But what it is.
Pretty soon, we will not believe anybody.
No honor,
No peace,
No love,
No facts.
Just a wonderland of a mess,
Where everything is topsy-turvy,
And we just do not give a damn.