The addiction of screen staring, was planned and created,
To control the population of the world today,
Separating society, not much interactions,
Even when visiting in person, most would never,
Think of turning off, their electronic toys, no way.
The plan breaks down your ambitions, over time, then,
The addiction, takes over the mind. You can never,
Do anything without them, by your side, a life time, of
Payments, hundreds of dollars a month, prices will go up,
Or is it the happy, peaceful feelings, about the world,
And all of the people you feel inside, that your toys bring? ,
The worst thing they do, is keeping people from discovering,
Themselves, their soul, and purpose, why are you hear,
In this life, at this time?
A few hours a day, turns into years of this life,
Anyone could be very talented, have a special gift,
Inside, they will never find.
People complain about global warming, pollution, almost,
Everything, look into the future, will there be humans,
Who can think, priorities should be put in line.
The Original: Tom Maxwell
© 11/19/2023 AD
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