Lady Tragedy’s Network

Pounding drums and violins
The introduction
To the latest catastrophe
Fires rage and people flee
Then it’s drowning or planes dropping
From the skies
Lady Tragedy smiles in the corner of your TV
War and famine to the jamming bass
Homicidal hippie commune cult
To the squeal of a grown adult
Barely contained fevered newsreader eyes
Lady Tragedy is mock surprised
Shock! the cameras just outside
From couch potato gone to fries
The sickly glow in the window
The remote control
Lady Tragedy holds