MONITOR
MONITOR
Just there for display, my role is passive
Just on off or sleep, as I never do much
As I’m of that older generation, you see
We even used to be designated an LCD
Yet familiar with acronyms, such as USB
But now, some are responding to touch
And ever larger, some are quite massive
Proud of my role, and to be clearly seen
Although of an age, my pixels are intact
The dusted surface still retains that gloss
No blobs or lines up and down or across
And some shame to concede such a loss
It’s still not bad how all the colours react
But at end of the day, I am just a screen
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