Bill Grace
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Youth in a Starbucks Agora
In the crowded places
I like to find a quiet corner
and watch.
We are an interesting species
Hierarchy being only a portion
Of the observational calculus.
It is the young that concern me
The young I will some day leave behind
With their laptops that grant all the world
In the form of screen up windows.
The world on their lap tops
But something, I can not name, is lost -
Has been taken from them.
Bill Grace
Submitted: Friday, January 30, 2009
Edited: Friday, January 30, 2009
Poems by Bill Grace : 906 / 906
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