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Electronic Host

We wait and we watch Watching around the clock For a small spark of action To wake the sleeping rock To draw eyes in close And grip onto your emotions To grab a hold of life And freeze frame perpetual motion Watching close to hear the jokes Was it a hoax, or just those folks? You'll never know through all of the snow They planted a show, and watched it grow 24 hours a day 7 days a week Everything you need No need to speak But don't turn your back There's no telling what you could miss The oncoming, unforseen end Or just a good bye kiss Life lost from inside a box Life rots, but at what cost? Watching close to make the most Now raise in toast to the electronic host Enslaved by technology Affraid to miss a beat Watching the world passing by While yours is in repeat We all long for entertainment But how close is too close? Living out a false reality All thanks to the electronic host

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Date: 8/23/2008 8:41:00 PM
Fire Truck - Great poem and sad truth - Great job - God Bless
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