Virtural World

 

We must meet

each other virtually

we cannot touch

but we may speak

into a screen

and so virtual we become

and so we behave

until we lose ourselves

and the virtual

becomes reality

as we passively submit

to virtual insanity

we react suspiciously

it's all a plot

to keep us down

and in lock step

it's virtually that easy.

 

◄ Thunder In The Far Away

75 PERCENT---a poem by O.L. Buzzerd ►

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Trixie Gore

Tue 4th Aug 2020 03:10

Feeling it more and more each day! Great poem!

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Paul Sayer

Mon 3rd Aug 2020 20:41

How sad and how true d.

Well captured.
Paul

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