Technology
A Poem by White Rose
technology being the child's murderer and whatever
Children getting into trouble
just to get some kind of attention
whining just to get yelled at
fighting to get attention
crying at night for unsuccess
Computers, phones, digital tvs
the love of the parents' love
their children they are
they live there day in and day out
on the technology they survive
Neglected and unwanted
the poor children feel
torn and cold
in their withering souls
pouring out their tears
No one sees what goes on
under furniture,behind closed doors
where the mysterious screams come from,
who knows anymore.
Who screamed moreso?
The children are no where
not at school, not in the schoolground
where did the poor unfortunate kids go?
where could they be hiding?
where are they at?
Under the computers and other devices
no one seems to look
under the ground they dismiss
they never saw the technology give,
they never saw the technology take.
The poor kids have long been forgotten
but not technology, it waits
sucking the lives of the parents that give to them
and taking the lives of the defenceless
no child can run form this fiend, it lives in their house.
© 2009 White Rose
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Added on September 8, 2009
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White RoseConstanta, Dobrogea, Romania
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