Ann Gilmour Poet Rhyme

Those Zombified Clones

Capital city
But oh such a pity
So noisy
So crowded 
they look 
but don't see

Crowds 
just shop
Crowds 
should stop 
To view 
our majestic history

With heads bowed low
Return to their homes
Fingers still typing
Those zombified clones

written on 21st November 2018 after spending two days in London

Contest Name PODIUM PLACING PROMISE(4) 
Sponsor Brian Strand
3rd Place

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Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart November 24, 2018 at 10:48 AM Cool (and apt) poem! Ann Gilmour November 24, 2018 at 10:56 AM But so sad they are missing so much in life! Kindest thoughts Ann x

Caren Krutsinger November 24, 2018 at 8:14 AM "Those zombified clones" - ah, yes, but it is not only there. It is everywhere, I fear. Ann Gilmour November 24, 2018 at 10:55 AM Yes if only they'd leave their screens at home! Kindest thoughts Ann x