"Media Frenzied" Written by John Fried

I have to admit, with some small shame, 
that TV has taken over my brain.

Forget the shows, it’s commercials you see,
those things that should make you flee.

Between the schlock, before the show,
there’s gonna’ be at least one that I know.

I have to see the baby Prance,
or the little school girls protest dance.

I blame U-Tube, or the facebook rage,
that has put my mind with-in this cage.

With two minute bites, my dead brain cells bloat,
my Intelligence sinks, this boat don’t float.

My hair is shiny, my prescription dictated
My next car bought (obviously updated)

Oh glee and awe, paid programming ya’ll
For thirty minutes I watch on how to clean my hall

My eyes a glazed, my time diverted
Cereal commercials and Dr. Seuss perverted.

The day flies past, night runs away
Morning comes crawling though, afternoons sway.

My wife just smiles and shakes her head,
Gives me my meds, leads me to bed.

Sunlight cracks my dreams,
Settling in, my recliner screams.

So I sit in my chair, my mouth agape,
waiting for the next commercial brake… brake… brake… brake…

Written by John Fried
Posted on 02-26-13