Sing a Song of Radiation
Oh, let my blood thicken, as in front of my computer
I type.
Who cares if my retinas are being destroyed?
For we are being led down an electronic primrose path
like bleeting sheep to the slaughter.
As EMF waves destroy the brains of our young sons and
our oh, so beloved daughters.
Oh, how we chortle and snicker at those who have no WI FI!
We look down at our parents considering them to old to learn?
Be grateful they lived long, radiation-free lives and will rest
quietly in an urn.
They came from a generation that loved humanity and..
Few of these angels left, who appreciate their times and its
sanity.
When being together in person on a radiation free phone call,
Just made their day ever so perfectly~long before the Pavlovian
cell phone's siren song.
Ah, how we adore our intelligent children as if they were MENSA
or something?
As their brains are zapped by technology, into radiation dumplings.
With joy and giddiness, both teachers and parents have no clue,
of the harm which they do.
Teaching children to be robots, I heartily eschew.
Wake-up parents and teachers-why worry about a virus?
Get them off computers to find the true gems of being a human,
~ that still shine brightly inside all of us.
APRIL 5, 2020
5:30pm PST
*EMF= Electronic Magnetic Frequency
* electricsense.com
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2020
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