The screen
Entrances
Entertains
Distracts
Young and old minds
Alike.
It's affect is
Similar to a vortex
For they both know no end
And no bound to their powers.
The light
That seems so bright
Is actually a hoax
That draws us in.
The screen
That once entertained us
May actually be lead to our demise.
(Now, wouldn't that be a surprise?)
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Poems for a Rainy Day
PoetrySome people stock up on pennies for rainy days: I stock up on small poems. Just a few random poems that I create when I am bored. For the best experience (if you even have a good experience), I would recommend reading each line by itself. Thanks fo...
