Come and see,
My friend,
The world we live in.
The corruption of our generations have led up to this point.
But as result of these disastrous outcomes,
Situations,
Ways of life.
We see the real essence of beauty,
Lying within the cracks of the pavements I used to walk everyday,
Lying in the buildings I used to visit,
Hidden within the forests,
I once found peace in,
The outside was my nature,
My comfort,
But all that is left now is,
Is just my own pictures.
This poem, is about technology overruling everything ,
It is about how everyone is so engulfed in technology including me that, we don't do anything like write letter, listen to records,have a pen pal, meet new people at a coffee shop, read books etc.
I feel as if everywhere I go , I have my phone, I take pictures for the sake of it, because a place may look nice-or I want to update people( only like 1 person) on my life.
I don't sit down and enjoy, I'm always on my phone -that is what technology does. Now I'm not saying technology is a bad thing but I do take it for granted.