Little Black Box Called Television! Poem by Sylvia Chidi
Little Black Box Called Television!
I watch it
Morning, day and night
The plasma screens are quite a sight
Soap Operas, Reality Shows, Movies
I watch anything there is to see
But the little black box called Television
Gets on my nerves
Images of other people’s life it serves
As a daily dish to my vision
Even my own ideas about fashion
Are ruthlessly destroyed in its mission
To impose on me of how to live
But I love Television
I am addicted to Television
Like glue is to paper
Or love making is to a beginner
I am its concubine with my permission
Please at me, don't point a finger
When I am lonely
It is easier to pretend
The images presented by TV
Are my friends
When I am horny
Without sounding funny
I can make love in my bed
After breakfast in bed
To anyone from the TVs images
Now endorsed into my head
That little black box
Sucks, it really sucks
It is just a vicious circle
Bed, Work, Television and Bed
Bed, Work, Television and Bed
Bed, Work, Television and Bed
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
I am creating a short story about television and would like to you usee your poem as a center piece for it if that is okay with the writer? If i could get your email i would like to discuss it further. Todd Delfs
Sylvia; You rock. I have broken the spell the idiot box had on me.I would encourage everyone to.
Don't knock, telly, Sylvia. Being addicted to TV isn't as bad as...not even having a TV at all! ! ! (It's the bleeding licence thing - I won't sign up to it! Let the BBC just use commercial funding like everyone else! ! !) . Kind regards, Gina.
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12/5/2024 10:18:23 AM # 1.0.0
A very well written poem sylvia