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The world is so connected and indeed, it is not in many ways,
From newspapers to the internet, social networking sites to video calling and last but not the least telephonic calls.

We are so absorbed in the world that exists not as a tangible reality,
that we forget the ones seated next to us,
to smile at our friends we forget or we don't realise
but find time in all the world to smile at a WhatsApp message or a Facebook chat.

We miss the chances to care and help others in real world
while we make panels and help groups on social sites,
And work ******* promoting  stressing and straining to make things work.

We forget our loved ones while trying to find new loved ones
through distant chords and invisible strings of a virtual world.

It is indeed right we learn of cultures and diversity
and acknowledge most kinds and varieties
forgetting the very near and very much wanted.

It is a difficult question as we are still gestating in a world of virtual reality
far fetched from the perceivable reality
if we still wanted to continue as such.
But the truth is that we are more connected by this umbilical cord of illusionary virtual global connectedness  that we block real realities in the dawn of it.

We are not ready to be reborn with more sensitive capabilities,
to transform and reunite and catch hold of our lost sensibilities and sensitivities
to save our world from being so disconnected.

Is not it time that we did redesign a new world
Where love and care
Warmth and tenderness reign.

Is it not time that we stop and stoop to hold our old world and yet conceive of a new world integrated
With technology and live side by side
And weave a wonderful life for us.
I feel so much better
Since I surrendered the hurt
The guilt , shame, and remorse
Are only a dream now
My life is going somewhere
Don't know where
But it's going to be good
Way better than the life before
I ended up hurting others
By the way I acted
So much I said and did
To cause others so much grief
I was out to decieve
Honesty wasn't part of my make-up
Lies I told to others
Made it hard for them to trust
They knew what I was about
Trying to pull a fast one on them
Just to get by
Now it's different this time
My actions need to prove that
I don't need to be at the bottom
God has better plans for me today
Or I wouldn't be here
Now I need to stand up
And show my intentions are right
Instead of always making a fool of myself

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