Perhaps I’m just too young to know
Or too old to remember
How issues came in focus
As we moved into November
Should we be in the businesses
Of every foreign nation
Or focus on the benefits
Of splendid isolation
Should we resist the dominoes
As they remake the map
Or verify and then confront
The growing missile gap
The networks named the issues
And so we could assess them
Posed questions for the candidates
And forced them to address them
But news of our elections now
Is only about polling
Just between the two of us
I’d rather watch pro bowling
Or maybe they’re reporting
On some statement that was rotten
Remembered as an outrage
That for four years was forgotten
The papers and the networks
Have put us in this pickle–
All they have is clickbait
And It isn’t worth a nickel
They’ve lost a lot of backbone
Forgotten how to show one-
So much so that the LA Times
This year endorses—no one
Another thing about this race
That elevates my hackles
Is how the current President
Thinks Trump should be in shackles
And how, at every question
The current runner cackles
Still, with the finest pollsters
And some pundits to advise me
Because it’s still October
Nothing would surprise me
