We are soldiers of TV

Benevolent, hardy, loyal

And ready to die and live a life

For actors, singers

For slogans, propagandas

For the rich who preach

For the poor who shame

For faces, make-ups

For a modified image


We are soldiers of a box

A box hiding

Up in the sky

Deep in the ocean

Further in the forest

Maybe captivating god in his rawest form

But we don’t know

We are just watching

To see where this life goes