By Vance Berk
No one cares for voices of reason
No one cares for those who do
Why listen to they who write
When they aren’t the ones who pay
See them
We do
As loathsome creatures
Without emotion or care
Why take their advice?
Treat them as if they don’t care
He who spends hour upon hour
Viewing and reading
Writing and observing
Is he not qualified to share his voice?
Has he not devoted his life to such?
Man – the masses – fails to grasp
That a critic is…
An important breed
One that deserves to be heard
So that all can be learned
Thumbs Up
Or Thumbs Down
‘tis not their job
To order
But it is to imply
To help guide
What they wish is to help
Make your choices wise
Can’t it be seen that their pin
Their wit
And cruel tongue
Is only to help you
To decide on your economic splurge
As you whine and complain
They sit on through the things
You would never do
Or see
All to make it easier for you
What to do
And what not
It is not a demand,
What they do or say
But an opinion
Their opinion
An alternate view
Meant to help decisions
To be made soon
So long live the critic
For by his
Or her pen
We can decide with ease
What to do
Or what not
Long live the critic
Long live human speech
That is meant to be forever free
R.I.P. Gene Siskel
&
Wishing a speedy recovery to Roger Ebert, whose writing I continue to read every week.
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