Five Hundred
Five hundred steps each day
Five hundred stories to say
Five hundred steps on way
Five hundred ways to stay
How could one make a play
Innocent people hearts slay
Our minds you want to fray
Be molded as helpless clay
What drama on air you lay
Ambition could harvest hay
Media fiesta facts keep bay
Our loyalties from him sway
Confronted you hid in gray
Keep the public dizzied gay
Offered lies in golden tray
Country risked by your bray
Not fish though named cray
Frenzy steps for month May
Wisdom to all hearers I pray
Let not lies lead you astray
#Du30 po.
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