Poetry – A New TV

A New TV

Our whole culture has gone soft. It’s obsessed with trivia and distraction. There seems no depth or purpose.
I turn through the three hundred channels of repeats, trivia, game shows, old comedies, banal gormless morons, celebrity pricks, extravaganzas, musical dross and material of the lowest common denominator, in search of something profound, interesting or worthwhile.
I rarely find it.
We are fiddling while the world burns.

I’ve got a new TV

It’s bigger than me

It tells me who I want to be!

It’s got 2300 channels

And all of them crap

In super 3D

HD with Soap overlap.

I can watch the Game Shows

Sport and MTV,

Filling all my hours

With tasteless gravy.

My new TV is great

It feeds my head

With everything forgettable

Where absolutely

Nothing

Of any consequence

Is said!

Opher 15.8.2015

A New TV

Our whole culture has gone soft. It’s obsessed with trivia and distraction. There seems no depth or purpose.

I turn through the three hundred channels of repeats, trivia, game shows, old comedies, banal gormless morons, celebrity pricks, extravaganzas, musical dross and material of the lowest common denominator, in search of something profound, interesting or worthwhile.

I rarely find it.

We are fiddling while the world burns.