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Social Media Obsession

This monster who doth eat our time
Cares not if it’s yours or mine.
A perfect life you’re tempted with,
That at least we can forgive.
The people look and stare in haste
But think of all the time they waste,
To seek a ‘like’ or ‘emoji’,
It’s sad, I’m sure you will agree.
Children who no longer read
Seek this habit thus to feed.
It takes their life as well as soul,
Surely that’s the monster’s goal. 

No longer do we talk at lunch,
It might be me, it’s just a hunch
But tablets, mobiles or laptops
Are why the chatter always stops.
It matters not the poisoned choice
To which you cheerfully rejoice.
The monster feeds on sacrifice,
He never even thinks it twice!
Mankind may well be swept aside
As technology will soon decide,
The fate of all our children’s lives,
We should not let this monster thrive!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Wolf Avatar
July 30, 2019 at 8:02 PM
Amen, Brother!! Couldn't agree with you more. This vacuum cleaner of Time is an insidious monster... And I realize that I sound like a crusty curmudgeon in saying so. So be it. :) gw
Thompson Avatar
July 31, 2019 at 12:36 PM
You sound perfectly fine to me Gershon. Thanks for your comment RT
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