Stilled Voices

Stilled voices

It’s only noises

And Advertisement

And Entertainment.(Chorus)

Newspapers full of lies

Television anchors are salesmen in disguise.

Sportsmen play a weird game

After all, they are after money and fame.

They worship these nomads

And say they are the modern-age gods.

Stilled voices

It’s only noises

And Advertisement

And Entertainment.(Chorus)

Music’s everywhere, catharsis

Music’s now synthesis.

Do you sing your songs?

Or, are you afraid to sing?

Do the noises make sense?

Are there rhythm and cadence?

Stilled voices

It’s only noises

And Advertisement

And Entertainment.(Chorus)

Give the poor televisions

Nothing better to destroy their vision.

No, it’s not the gormint

Nor the reporters of print.

It’s them corporate men

Natty ties, suits and powerpoints, Amen.

Stilled voices

It’s only noises

And Advertisement

And Entertainment.(Chorus)

P.S.: I usually post poems on my poetry blog. However, since I have nothing else to post today, here it is. Got to keep up my blog ratings (if I don't post for a day down it goes, southward), you know.