Mobile Phone Junkies Poem by Kevin Hulme

To the phone users lift up your heads;
For you appear as mourners in prayer for the dead.
Look all around where Nature is shown;
Where Colour and Scent are by Gaia once Sown.
With the Birds in the fields and their song to the Heart:
The Blackbird, Robin, Mistle Thrush And Lark.
Look to the Sky for the Enamel of Blue;
The Red boiling cloud with the Sun plunging through.
Where by after dusk the Heavens will spawn;
A spreading of Stars that prelude the bright dawn.
So to the phone users just once, come away from the screen;
Don't clutter the mind with the trash to be seen.
Lift up the mind along with the head,
The World around us is where true pleasure is wed.