THAT WAS THE LEAD STORY TODAY

Blood on the streets, all the camera cars start to roll
News casters put on their makeup and checkout their notes
News stations chuckle with glee
They know if it bleeds it will lead
Directors phone up their mates for a quote
And fake moral outrage live on tee vee
It’s their lead story today
More bloodshed tomorrow

Payed experts speculate wildly, over what can it all mean
Nothing is happening, but our reporter is live at the scene
So they roll a video tape
Of a dead body under a coat
Presenters show insincere sorrow
Producers secretly gloat
It’s the lead story today
More bloodshed tomorrow

The Camera cars all packed up, have now gone away
So we’ll take some time and tell you what else happened today
We’ve a story of a skateboarding cat
To prove the world isn't so grim
Then we will go over to the weather,
As we wait for the next death to come in
That was our lead story today
And we’ll have more bloodshed tomorrow
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Posted: Jun 2016
About this poem:
My take on News stations, they are like vultures looking for a corpse

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