Genre: Rhyme, Relationship, Technology
Digital Hostage
An original Poem by
Diana Benskin
We dont talk anymore
Instead we sit around
With our heads faced to the ground
In our hands can be found
A digital device
We no longer feel its nice
To sit around and conversate
Staring profusely at the digital slate
A beep here a swipe there
all the sounds you can hear
Why its it so hard to speak
Held hostage by
an invisible network in the sky
we dont have the time to look each other in the eye
not even just to say hi
The digital slate
has become our fate
As we sit around
With our heads to the ground
No time to look up high
To savour that majestic sky
We dont talk anymore
I wonder what will we use our speech for?
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No true words spoken today. It can be annoying.
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Very true! we use our speech negative words to and bout other people.
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i agree 100%
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Very true Diana. You captured it very well in your poem. Great poem
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