America: A Force To Be Reckoned With

People scan the daily news Give some gasps now and then, They shake their heads at the tragic loss Of a celebrity yet again.

“A pity, a shame,” they murmur “Cut down in his very prime, The drink or drugs or maybe worse Which one was it this time?”

This devastating loss For weeks is the top news, But the assassination of politicians Is squeezed onto page two.

An actor’s brawl at a public bar Precedes the warnings of war, Bombing or singer’s eighth divorce? The latter comes before.

And when twenty-five people are murdered, It may be in the paper and read, Unless a model ties the knot Making her dress the news instead.

Yes this is our glorious country We report the essential stuff, World War III won’t make the news. You see, it isn’t important enough.