Two Radio Hosts

A Poem About Nightvale's Update From September 1st 

(writing format inspired by Two Women)

Two Radio Hosts

I am nothing but a radio host

I am a radio host 

I am a radio host that admires a smiling God. (all hail the smiling God!) 

I am a radio host whom believes in nothing 

I am a radio host who smiles often

I am a radio host who has struggles 

I am a radio host who loves the desert city I live in 

I am a radio host who loves the desert city I live in

My desert city is run by strex corp

My desert city is NOT run by strex corp

I love strex corp

I HATE strex corp

This government is great

That government is the WORST 

They make me feel happy

They make me feel scared

They showed me the right way 

They forced us to live the way they wanted us to live

All work and no pay!

All work and no pay...

They showed us the smiling God 

They forced a silly belief 

That day was great!

That day was the worst..

When I meet another dessert city 

Another dessert city was found

We were the ones who kindly showed them the government!

They forced the government onto us. 

It was happy

It was sad

One day however,

One day,

They fought back!

We fought back!

Loud, angry citizens fighting against us..

Proud, vengeful citizens fought back.

And then,

And then!

They managed to destroy our smiling God...

We were free of this government

And my city was,

And my home was,

Destroyed 

Freed 

And that is how 

This is how

I died 

I lived 

I was a radio host 

They say I'm a radio host 

Nothing but a radio host 

I believe I am a radio host 

to a dead city 

to a freed city 

A dead city 

A freed city 

who lost to the government long ago

who found out that the other city was just like us 

we forced another city to suffer the same doom

they suffered just like we did

they were lucky however

we were lucky however

we died

I feel pity for them

I'm sorry 

I'm so sorry