Poison Apple
Bowing their empty heads deeper, deeper,
To their phones poison as Snowwhite’s apple;
No one notices the sky is somber,
For the heinous phones tie up those people.
The poison apple controls everything:
People admire it instead of landscape,
They date with it instead of their darlings,
They revere it instead of the Agape,
They have fun with it instead of study…
The poison eats away their heart and mind,
What is still yet left inside their body?
Only face blank as wall is left behind.
When will the prince come and give them a kiss?
Unless they raise their heads or ever miss.
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