The Great Gaslighting

By Andrew R. Duckworth

They’re to blame, says the talking head,
For all of life’s great misery
As they walk where they please,
Speak how they please,
With ease,
As if the world were at ease.

They’re to blame, says the talking head,
Pointing at the liberty
That they exercise daily,
Walk freely daily,
With no frailty
As if the world lacked frailty.

They’re to blame, says the talking head,
As he walks freely in free halls
In a new suit and tie
Not willing to tie
Himself to the lie
While he speaks the lie.

They’re to blame, says the talking head,
As he moves about without walls
Unwavering and not shy
But always shy
To the questions he doesn’t like
In the setting he doesn’t like.

The talking heads are to blame, I say.
I’ve seen enough to know the way
Talking heads con us nearly every day,
But all they talk about is “they.”