A Sleepwalking Dream
Life feels surreal, a sleepwalking dream;
caught in an alternate reality.
And at times, you question your sanity;
sandwiched between hype and hyperbole.
Lies grind you down, till you're insensitive
to the pain and suffering of others.
And you don't cry out with indignation,
for babies, pried from the arms of mothers.
The internet offers a disconnect,
where individualism gets erased.
And replacing feelings with emojis,
it is easier to copy and paste.
Humanity has digitized its heart
and through technology, Bluetoothed that part.
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