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Cell Phones

Cell Phones

Let me tell you what I see:
You know how teens be;
Texting all the time saying stuff romantically.
And then face-to-face they just sit there quietly,
Never say a word they just hide behind a screen.
It’s not even love anymore its just memes.
Emoji’s instead of smiles and happy faces.
There’s only one face left and that’s Facebook. Thankfully MySpace is,
Gone, gone forever, no uses it.
And now we need the figures to go down on the users list,
On Facebook and Twitter and Tumblr as well.
And Instagram users buying followers, the hell?
What is happening to us humans we’re no longer sane,
Constantly on our phones to hide all our pain.
Too many people get addicted to the light,
From their phones, guess that’s why they call them cell phones, now am I right?

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Reina Fis

Lukasz, Your Poem Was Not Only Amusing But Also Very Truthful. Every Word You Wrote Was-----How Do You Say? Like, What You Said Makes Us Think Of What We Have Become And How We Act Now. :)

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Lukasz Korbanski

Thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed it :) Do you mind checking out my new poetry ebook containing over 170 of my poems? Here’s a link: https://payhip.com/b/ADTi The support would be really appreciated. Thanks!

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