I open my eyes
And look around
Wide and awake
I see a land;
A land we constructed
Where the warmth of a smile
Has been defeated by a small lit screen
Where the tenderness of fingertips
Has been lost to buttons
that control the world
Nobody smells the roses
Apart from the lonely thorns
The grass grows, then recedes into the mud
Without being tread upon by any happy feet
New moon and moonlit nights have merged
No one sees the difference; no one cares
The stars await deep secrets
But not one is whispered to them anymore
The flowers bloom with all their pride
Yet fail to be noticed or admired
Deep breaths are now saved
Only for the man-made
I close my eyes
And look within
Still wide and awake
Each grain of the soil in our souls
Each particle of stardust
Is slowly but surely
Turning to ugly, identical
Slabs of concrete
Trapped in this endless, spiralling Web...
Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 9:27 AM UTC
I open my eyes
And look around
Wide and awake
I see a land;
A land we constructed
Where the warmth of a smile
Has been defeated by a small lit screen
Where the tenderness of fingertips
Has been lost to buttons
that control the world
Nobody smells the roses
Apart from the lonely thorns
The grass grows, then recedes into the mud
Without being tread upon by any happy feet
New moon and moonlit nights have merged
No one sees the difference; no one cares
The stars await deep secrets
But not one is whispered to them anymore
The flowers bloom with all their pride
Yet fail to be noticed or admired
Deep breaths are now saved
Only for the man-made
I close my eyes
And look within
Still wide and awake
Each grain of the soil in our souls
Each particle of stardust
Is slowly but surely
Turning to ugly, identical
Slabs of concrete
Trapped in this endless, spiralling Web...
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