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This is the era of 


The vacant eyed


Ear plugged 


Brain fried


Switched on


Generation


Heads  a-nod 


In appreciation


Secret concert


Pounding the mind


Wandering around 


Emotionally blind


As the language dies


And time flies


Week by week by week


And communication


Is in text speak 


Self contained


Slack brained


Almost in a coma


Induced by electric soma


And the leaked can's hiss


Of the personal bliss


Society ends


With Facebook friends          


Intercourse replaced


By the masturbation


Of synthetic 


Electronic


Stimulation


And you're never alone


With a mobile phone 


 


 



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