Train Journey Home

Train Journey Home


Hopeful eyes, 
Searching glaring screens, 

searching for some sign of love,
Switching on, switching off, switching on,

Us, 
A people, of stolen souls,
Destined to flick through emptiness,

Digital media, 
This agency of silent desperation,

Outsourced spirituality,
Paper castles and empty rooms,

Designed by the few,
To steal us from the very now,

The very now, 
that would wake us,

That could raise us,
From this
 
Digital nightmare.


John Roberts
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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