Wayne Leon Learmond

Rookie (12th March 1963 / Liverpool)

Television


Television
is the curse of the nation
Feeding ignorance
from station to station.

Yes.

The Television
Is the curse of the nation
What you're going to watch
is beyond explanation.

Information?

Useless
you bet.

Over thirty channels
and you have not picked one yet.

From
The Television
That stands there
in the corner
Hypnotic regression
of the nation is the order
of

The Television
What have you learned of
yet?

Generations of kids
that still don't know
their alphabet.


They watch
The Television
With murder on their minds
Images of death
portrayed
of every single kind.

On
The Television.

And then we act surprised
When a child commits a murder
before our very eyes.

In a society
That does not sanitise
The only wonder is
that we never realised.

That
The Television.

Feeds off our very brains
Sending out
To all about
Invisible radio waves.

Yes
from
The Television.

None of us are saved
It feeds us ignorance
Keeping everyone as slaves.

Television
is the curse of the nation
Feeding ignorance
from station to station.

Yes

The Television
is the curse of the nation
What you gonna watch
is beyond explanation.

Submitted: Monday, August 14, 2006
Edited: Wednesday, August 25, 2010

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Comments about this poem (Television by Wayne Leon Learmond )

  • Rookie - 59 Points Brian Jani (5/20/2014 5:25:00 AM)

    Wayne this is good poetru well done hey (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Marco Silvestri (8/25/2013 5:35:00 PM)

    This sounds an awful lot like Television, the Drug of the Nation by the Disposable Heroes of the Hiphoprisy, published in 1992. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Lisa S (4/25/2012 6:11:00 PM)

    You're sure right about television. I watch it for something to do but in a sense I've come to hate watching it because it's not real living. But if your alone and have no one to talk to what you gonna do. Maybe one day I can have a real life - can you help me by visiting my TV 1 line, or short poems, here: http: //onelinepoems.blogspot.com/2012/04/one-line-poem-about-dr-quinn-medicine.html
    I have this vision of hell as being me, or someone, sitting alone in pitch dark on the laptop or watching a tv. hope I'm not upsetting anybody - don't mean to (not the truth - just a silly thought or day dream) (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Mike Crouch (12/23/2007 1:40:00 AM)

    Thank you so much for expressing my thoughts with your beautiful words. Thank you...Thank you...Thank you! (Report) Reply

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