Reach for the remote control
Tired eyes, stagnant mind
Needs a half-hour fix before bedtime
Click!
Cars race in search of
The usual suspects.
Cops and robbers
Stories from bygone days
Canned laughter
News on the hour
Bollywood song-and-dance
Hollywood mobsters
Guns on one channel
Roses on another
Ads selling everything
Except peace of mind
Shoulders slump
The head nods
Another hand reaches
And quietly presses the button
Off.
Another day gone
But the 24-hour media god
Never tires.
On the tube, it’s always
Time for sale.