Christopher Teale

Rookie - 420 Points (1994-04-08 / Miami, Charity hospital)

The Web - Poem by Christopher Teale

Caught in the cold of every day
Of staring into a lifeless screen
Letters before my eyes parade
But human nature is rarely seen
For now there is no face to face
We are all caught in the web
Met with the most terrible disgrace
Of saying what cannot be said

Topic(s) of this poem: social comment


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 1, 2015



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