In Defense of Television
In Defense of Television
Sunday morning, the City sleeps;
Freeways diminish to a purr;
Many, though few, the Sabbath keep;
Vestments brush on polished pews.
One behind blinds looks in longing,
Searching for strength to go on,
Joins many more who must slow down,
But have hearts for the gospel songs.
There are those who scorn television,
For good reason if you look at it much,
But Thank God for its wondrous variety;
Where the aged and disabled keep in touch.
Copyright © Sunlite Wanter | Year Posted 2017
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