So I tried to share, Something beautiful With even my mother She's a zombie Like the rest Memes, Few words at a time, At her best What will happen? When we're all illiterate? When poetry is gone I believe, That'll be it No more humanity, No more beauty And that's all I have to say of that.......
It makes me sick. The zombies of today. I'm sorry mom. That you can't see. That no one can see. And I'm sorry poets of tomorrow....May all The Great poets of yesterday, spin in their graves.