Fear For Sale

Fear For Sale sonnet poems

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When young folks still in college try to find
The hottest and best paying growth career
But they’ve no conscience, and a clever mind,
The experts would suggest they monger fear.

You find folk’s fears, then focus on a few:
Predict a war, disease or a depression,
And when the grim predictions don’t come true,
Get paid. and plan a new fear making session

When you see a fear monger on TV
Then you should know what folks who really KNOW know:
Though amateur fear mongers work for free
TV fear mongers do not do pro bono.

When some fear monger tries to get me quaking..
I ask myself one thing: “What’s this guy making?”

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Davis Gloff

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Davis Gloff is a singer, actor, pianist, poet, composer and any number of other things. He has appeared in several films, including VERY small parts in "Gran Torino" with Clint Eastwood and "This must be the Place" with Sean Penn. Davis started his career as an opera and concert singer (which he still does,) and then moved into commercials as well as classical music Radio. He has written poetry, always to a form. He has written over 250 sonnets, and a number of triolets, because it's fun.Davis still sings Classical Music as a soloist often, very often with orchestra, because he's asked to, and because it's fun.Davis also often appears as an entertainer singing songs by many composers as well as his own material, which is almost all funny, and almost always politically progressive.Years ago, Davis was introduced at a performance using this phrase: "He's famous, and not many people know that." He now uses that as his motto.... because it's true, because he never takes himself too seriously and because it's fun.
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Nadeem Qazilbash
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Fearmongering, might not be the oldest profession in the world, but it sure is one of the older ones. Ironically it still works.

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