The 'Poem A Day' Project-Day 44 Poem by Flying Lemming

I stare at the screen my mind going numb
Wondering why I had ever begun
To let my eyes fall onto its shine
As it slowly drains the thought from my mind
A million people all spouting at once
Talking down to me like I was a dunce
Nothing of value is ever on screen
Mindless opinions they shout and they scream
Telling me how I should be and think
What I should wear, what I should drink
Mass media produced by the mass brain dead
So I turn off the TV and surf the ‘net instead