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Thomas Norman Poem
I went for a walk in Hamburger Land
I saw hamburger children all hand in hand.
They swallowed the image, they did not create.
With hungry mouths, they could not relate.
Vision machine had shown them the way.
Telling them lies of what they should say.
Hamburger children just look at them play.
Eyes all aglow with what they don't need.
Tongues are on fire, with wishes of greed.
Useless desire, grows like a weed.
Plotting minds, on children do feed.
Plowing the surface and planting the seed.
Hamburger children are growing too fast.
Unknown moments are all in the past.
Wander a minute away from the tube.
Pull back a curtain and peer from your cube.
Ten stories below, you're well up above.
Safe, out of reach, from neighborly love.
These hamburger children, are not all content,
Some fear the future, they might grow to resent...
Copyright © Thomas Norman | Year Posted 2015
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