Tabloid
Sniffing around hoping to detect a malicious odour
Seeking out any gossip that might destroy
Looking for a headline story in the slightest rumour
From the underworld of shady sources they explore
Half-truths that can so easily be amplified
Each carefully selected innuendo will guide
Evil that perceives evil through a red mist
The chance of a juicy headline is not to be missed
The words they write they believe can shame
The story must not immediately name
The victim of any ferocious character attack
Let the assassination be long and slow
So the interest can grow and grow
The one who knows the audience so well
A target identified the headline can now cry out
To make someone’s life a living hell
Truth buried so deep beneath the innuendo
Families torn apart as lives are destroyed
For every speck of dirt that Joe Public enjoyed
Circulation is increased and profits are buoyed
Sometimes a villain may be exposed
But so often the innocent will bear the pain
With their protests unheard seemingly in vain
Nobody cares about the harm done to their name
So evil and malice will surface again
From those who seemingly are immune to shame
Copyright: David Hopcroft July 2023