Like TV
Antenna Invaders
Later on wide-banders
Have become kingmaker
Direct or by using the channels
Hear them in office, home, kitchens
Present on train, and the bus; everywhere.
This devil has thrown a mean cat right into pigeons' cage.
Everyone talks of films and series
Men, women, playing, look sexy
Some of them are gods and
Goddesses, celebrity.
The words of such heroes
Are carved large above all
Can't reach them even the
Bible and Koran and, the Torah,
Or any sacred book; any kinds!
Not at all! ! !
Most of them
Later on prove to
Have disease of a kind…
I recall early days of devil
I recall how it walked in Eden
I recall its turning to serpent
Suggesting ‘Light's Tree'
Paradise of the past turned to
Hell on the Earth…
Oh TV
Oh TV
Oh TV
With you I
Turned Muslim
Divorced you three times
No return
Unless by Mohallel.
Sad in times, feel happy
I can choose what you hide
I claim who I am, what I like.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
TV, a veritable means of motion or picture for world communication.