Treasure Island

Sacha Hayes O'Grady


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A Lamentation

The endless streets are filled with drones,
Chattering on their mobile phones,
Who talk, and yet have naught to say,
Twittering all their lives away,
Like beings without flame of thought,
A petty web of dimness caught
Are they, and all their fellow ilk,
Who swallow so much corporate bilk,
Like flocks to a new religion,

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