[ This poem is in response to the constant stream of negativity and unbalanced polemic commentary we are exposed to daily from a drama seeking media]
Has the world gone mad, or is it only just me.
Bad news now daily can’t see wood for the trees.
All wars, all murders, all gone to the dogs.
Negativity just normal good news just a fog
Is it really that bad that depressive that bleak?.
Or is it newscasters spin and the content they seek
I am happy, not fighting, not shouting or mad
Just content with the lot or dare say even glad
So ignore the bad news the distorted and spin
Lock out the crankies and who knows, you might grin