Our Hidden Genius

Without electric sedatives
TVs Computers and the like
We see what underneath us lives
Beneath the John, the Rob, the Mike
No more subdued our genius flows
Bursting out, all brilliant bright
And just as quickly genius goes
We forget our youthful might
Our un-electric sun will set
And we'll return to our great hive
And quickly we will all forget
The night when we all came alive

Submitted by-

Anjalika suri

B.Tech.- Ist Yr.