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The dungeon of the self—not a bad place to be trapped
In a media saturated world where images demand too much attention
As I watch old ladies on busses struggle with carts of worldly possessions
And youngsters fascinated by the amazing connectivity of smart phones
 
No one is bored in the new mediocrity. The brain cells are ever bombarded
With text messages and convenience that is beyond old fashioned science fiction
And I wonder what happened to novels and poetry where stillness and silence called
To the soul to sit desperately alone pondering its baggage
 

 




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