Ronald D Thompson Poet Rhyme

Cell Phones

Heads bowed, eyes focused,
The magic of the Hocus Pocus. 
Transfixed, in a spell
Nothing else will they dwell.
Walking around zombified
Surely brains, have been fried.
Life ruined, no conversation,
Texting now the inspiration.
Grasp of language, long forgotten,
Shortened text – yuk, it’s rotten,
GR8, LOL, TLC, OMDB,
Worlds gone mad, OMG!!

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Smita Kulkarni September 18, 2019 at 11:41 AM You got that right Ronald! Ronald D Thompson September 18, 2019 at 3:39 PM Thank you. Best wishes...Ron

Lindsay Laurie August 26, 2019 at 8:09 PM G'day Ronald … well written verse on the modern way of life. Society has gone mad. Are we on the universes lunatic asylum? It appears so - thanks Ronald - Lindsay Ronald D Thompson August 27, 2019 at 12:47 PM Hi Lindsay! Yes I believe we are on the universes lunatic asylum! Really appreciate the comment. Best wishes..Ron x

Gershon Wolf August 25, 2019 at 4:37 PM You've certainly summed it all up. ~ gw Ronald D Thompson August 25, 2019 at 4:43 PM Thanks Gershon....RT