UPSET

There are those
who never watch the news
or read about what’s happening.
They don’t wish to be upset.

 

I don’t wish to get upset
and yet I get that way
almost every day
listening to what
the commentators say.

 

 

There’s little that I do
but look and listen:
often wondering about
my strange fascination –
quite unable to resist
what so often makes me sad.

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