Every night
Prayers lull me to sleep
Infusing a watchful Lord
In my hope over evil
But a flip-flop switch of a snooze
Zaps the television
Through the flickering channels
Only to mean awake the whole world
Doing its blah-blah-blah
However
Of the sleeping Lord
To remind me at 5 a.m
Pristinely they invoke Him
With'Suprabhatham'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
now a days they cater to all..very soon we can expect a bhakthi channel too...atleast we had a childhood without this tv the children today are so hooked on to this....thank you for the many reads your appreciation i take it as a blessing....i have put one 'the beginning of a new political leader - a humour' please read it