Watching the Tube

Flipping through channels
Boob tube
Mother said
I usually do it
To relax before bed

Tonight it had dawned
On this bleary eyed girl
That I really don’t need to know
Everyone’s toils

Who’s cheated
Who’s singing
Who’s dancing about
Who’s surviving
Who’s suffering
Those stuck in a house

I then blindly flip to the news of the day
Quickly I realize
It’s causing dismay

Murder
Raping
Mugging the weak
Weapons
And
Marches
War on the brink!

I turn off the tube
I play candy crush
Scramble
Angry birds
Chase zombies with mud

I have to admit
Ignorance is bliss

But if I had to think
Of the way this world is
I’d have go packs
Water
And
Food for a year
Pistols and shotguns
Binoculars
Fear

So…instead I veg out
And say my humble prayers
I think of my baby’s
Asleep up the stairs

I choose the latter
For
If all else fails
I won’t even know it
I will quack to the end

This isn’t a poem
Of impending doom
I just felt like writing
In my dark, silent room.

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About goplayintraffic

My Blog, which began as a mommy blog and turned into a writing website, www.write2survive.com, is the product of my years of being home with my children and trying to find ways to keep myself sane. I have always had this feeling, coming from a single mother, that I have to contribute financially and that I have to be able to take care of myself and my children. having been married, being a NYC school teacher, having four children, living in Newtown, CT and trying to find a way to get through each day with a smile has always been something I've strived for. My stories, articles and poems will do a lot of things but mostly make you feel. I think that is what is so wonderful about having the ability to write. I have been given the gift of taking my emotions and transferring them to written word. Once that is done, I can share those words with others who may feel better, maybe just for a moment, but better nonetheless having read my words. I am glad you are here and hope you will stay:)
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