[When a puppet goes contrary to the strings]
The joy of a news fisher,
Is to go in deeps,
The lows,
The forgotten,
The neglected,
Just to get the news,
In high tides,
In waves of brown dust,
In swamps with snake bites,
Just to get the news.
His joy ends up on screen,
When he sees a story,
Resembling what he brought,
He sighs despair,
Because who announces is a puppet,
Dancing to the pull of the strings,
Strings pulled by yet another puppet,
Only bigger.
The joy of a news fisher.
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