Smart Phones Poem by kyvin Nash

Are you all good as you claim
You lift hopes and some hanging in vain;
Enticing debonair an some a facade of shame.
you let us kill each other with looks of disdain
Fighting for a better you, others are esteemed-
Those egos and pride, well you elevated,
Sights never seen revealed, all sets-in:
Now bare emotions implemented.
Though some names carry limitations,
You wish you cared but competition:
So quick they die on the mile-age-
Leaving it all exposed imitations.
Soon we learn from that page;
Its true they say...you're as good-
As your price,
Either way you're one risk we all entail;
Any chance that comes you seize:
You had us fallen all over, in deep detail...
There in the outskirts we had to commute-
Just to interact;
There you bridged an expensive gap-
You brought the internet.
Cheap or not...you reap a note:
Its a business trap.
As good as you're -
You can destroy, kill and control,
No matter who we think we are-
You're smart for us to patrol.