Ballad of a 21st Century Girl
By Raj, age 21, United Kingdom
Attraction to celebrity
Does bewilder the mind,
Knowing it is all lies she sees,
She really is unkind
To buy into and readily
Absorb all that she finds.
"I know I shouldn't read this trash,
And enjoying it is worse,
But they expect to be harassed,
Being adored's a curse."
In the name of glitz and glamour,
The media persists
On taking a heavy hammer
And nailing by the wrists,
Victims of fame and fortune for
"Look at Gaga, she's at it again,
Gosh, Britney's in a state,
And Posh is looking way too thin,
But this is nonsense - Wait..."
She reads and she engulfs garbage,
She's brainwashed day by day,
Trivial reports fill the page,
And she think it's okay.
During desperate times when wars wage,
To gossip thought she pays.
"...What is this? Am I a loser?
I don't even know them,
Who cares if Lindsay's a boozer?
This is dire, and then some."
It's easy to get enchanted
By glossy magazines,
They're fascinating, that's granted,
But also quite obscene,
The world they show is slanted,
Superficial, off beam.
"I can't believe I'm into this,
I've wasted so much time,
There's real news I shouldn't have missed,
Real plight, real pain, real crime."
Directing her attentions to
Where they'd not been before,
She vowed that she was to be through
With Hollywood for sure.
Current affairs, politics do
Now move her very core.
"How could I have been so blind as
Not to have known at all,
The value of world knowledge was
Above that of the mall?"
The horrors of this world are great,
She very sadly learned,
Mankind is in a sorry state,
Destroying the whole Earth;
Now this she could not tolerate,
And set in search of mirth.
"I wish that I had not been born
Into a world of grief,
Where'd I leave my copy of More?
I need some light relief!"
So the conversion failed to last
And giving fact a miss,
She slipped on back into the past
And just could not resist
Finding instant joy in a flash,
Calm in the light of Bliss.