you’re the microphone, wired to wrong speakers.
I sing a melody,It emits a cacophony.
I narrate my ethos, it sounds out pathos.
I converge few opinions,it splinters into billions.
you’re the Cable box,wired to bad TV.
I tune sports with remote,it always shifts to emote.
I turn comedy for laughter, it loses volume & thereafter.
I choose picturesque & panorama, It throws talk shows & melodrama.
you’re the smart phone,updated to bad soft-wares.
They’re jelly-friendly & bean-easy,Ginger bread is extra cheesy.
you’re the twitter bird, tweeting to bad trends.
They are chirping to chirps,they are burping to burps.
you’re the lone live wire,insatiable for the negative bend.
you’re the ‘danger’ caution board,on the verge of a shocking end.
you’re the barb wire cutting all,through blades in it’s selfie.
you’re the merciless touch, charring innocent to its meltie.