Social media Poems
Our New Gods
by Sagar Mistry
We hold new gods in our pockets safe and sound,
Forgetting what the world is, no looking around;
A god buzzing our lives with all sorts of sounds,
Keeping us busy, as the Earth makes rounds;
We know not what the person beside us feels like,
But we surely know, how much the market hiked;
Forgetting to communicate with the ones in front of our eyes,
Staring so hard to get a connection in the skies;
We see the world now from someone else’s view,
Never caring to notice, what around us is new;
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Rome Was Great Once Too
by Kyle McAfee
The future looks bleak
As the present continues to crumble
Under the remains the of the past.
The truth is harder to research
When celebrities become educators,
Utilizing media as their textbooks.
Teaching us to be open-minded,
To think freely
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The Technology Is Killing Us
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
IDK why I can’t talk to my daughter...
I feel AWOL from her teenage life...
Our relationship has become all about texting...
I’m having the same problem with my wife...
So I was looking at my daughter’s?...
To understand what’s going on in her head...
But all I could find was gibberish...
In a text, this is all it said...
......
The Technology Is Killing Us
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
IDK why I can’t talk to my daughter...
I feel AWOL from her teenage life...
Our relationship has become all about texting...
I’m having the same problem with my wife...
So I was looking at my daughter’s?...
To understand what’s going on in her head...
But all I could find was gibberish...
In a text, this is all it said...
......
Rome Was Great Once Too
by Kyle McAfee
The future looks bleak
As the present continues to crumble
Under the remains the of the past.
The truth is harder to research
When celebrities become educators,
Utilizing media as their textbooks.
Teaching us to be open-minded,
To think freely
......
Our New Gods
by Sagar Mistry
We hold new gods in our pockets safe and sound,
Forgetting what the world is, no looking around;
A god buzzing our lives with all sorts of sounds,
Keeping us busy, as the Earth makes rounds;
We know not what the person beside us feels like,
But we surely know, how much the market hiked;
Forgetting to communicate with the ones in front of our eyes,
Staring so hard to get a connection in the skies;
We see the world now from someone else’s view,
Never caring to notice, what around us is new;
......
