sudarshan

THE WORLD OF TELEVISION THROUGH MY EYES

You leave us with little vision,

Oh yes, you’re the Television,

Day and night my eyes I strain,

My parents say you are a pain.

 

All the time I squint and cry,

Gazing hard with a big eye,

Mother yells and father screams,

But everything passes as if a dream.

 

I want to yell at you, oh TV,

But what to do, you have my favorite, Channel V

You have so many attractive ads,

I can’t stop seeing you, Oh TV.

 

But if you were not invented,

It would have been better.

I would write an objection to the inventor,

To make you instead a computer.