SPELLBOUND

Whenever I turn
It’s what I crave
And in it I find a cave
A place I can hide from the troubles
Around

The world is closer than before
And those near distant than ever
But I still fancy the screen
I can’t look away
That’s an actuality

For he who invented the screen
Created the largest jail
A global scale cell
It has turned us
To hunchbacks
Turned us to Douche bags
But we love it nonetheless

Perhaps we give the screen a little less
Credit than it deserves
It is most certainly
A brain washing gizmo.

Muzamir