Disinfected Press Briefing

The 27th day of NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2020, has the optional prompt of writing a poetic review of something not often reviewed.  

Disinfected Press Briefing
by Michael Doyle

Even though there by sincere invitation
Very few of them had whatsoever any inclination
To be fair or anything close to objective
As though reporting made than an elective

Playing word twist with every word said
Playing dice with then numbers of the dead
Each of these wanting to play a game of catch
Knowing the price gotcha can sometimes fetch

Played with a president who digs his holes
While the press corps pops up like moles
Knowing that he'll just keep on swinging
At the mischaracterizations they're bringing

With the economy and confidence on ventilation
The President carries on before the nation
Trying to instill the will for people to survive
Knowing the risks of an economy that must revive

President Trump has become COVID-19's tragic face
When he should have left this for experts to embrace
Trying his best to let the people know he's trying
But the press knows they're better off with lying

And the president, he fails to see or recognize
That despite the truth of intention in his eyes
That the hours long conferences are being dissected
For any misspeaking or error to be falsely connected

While firms are exploring the option of ultraviolet
Injections for this fight, the press is petulant 
Insisting that the president means to ingest Lysol
So that they have these bones on which gnaw

President Trump does himself and the nation disservice
By insisting it was sarcasm and making people nervous
When any disinterested listening can hear what was said
And what he meant came out differently in his head

As it turns out, Aytu has been doing this experiment
And that is most likely, precisely what the president meant
Injecting ultraviolet disinfection through intubation
And while mocking can be fun, we're out to save this nation

(c) April 27, 2020  Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved





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