Net
Not the fishing net
But the internet
Alas, it's technology
Tricked us into its lair
Addiction, its ally
Lured just as many into the net
We see technology's beauty
The convenience, the accessibility
And we fail to realise its dark side
Wifi, our modern necessity
Instagram, the must have app
Add those online friends on Facebook
Download those awesome games
In the snares of technology
Have we forgotten who we are?
We've lost so many to the fight
For mobile data, for Snapchat
And we've failed, again to know
That we're not social slaves of the net
We are humans
And we are the creators of the net
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Tears Of The Rose
PoezjaA. Ton. Of. Random. Poems. Just warning you. The poem that inspired the title of this book: Tears of the Rose A rose Is a prickly thing Armed with barbed thorns Stinging like thousands of merciless Bees that hover protectively Over their prize. Rose...
