We The PeopleA Poem by AndreaWhat we have created as a society
Hearts and thoughts don't mean a thing.
They can be recycled and be bought at the mall. Overpriced and under-qualified, but hey it's worth money, so we buy. But the memories we have made are nothing but trash. Throw your life away and add to the landfill. The junk adds up overtime plastic bags, rotting food, the moments that couldn't last. Microwave sized tumors, head throbbing, take some meds. Eyes and ears glued to telephones. The lack of vibrations and rings make this nation lonely. Too attached to laptop keyboards to go out and smile with friends. But they don't matter you've got 103 more plastered on your facebook page. There is such a relief in the stresses that we make. Make our lives look like they were made for MTV. Us beings are a casted reality show. Anxiety and agony dramified, now scared. you cannot breathe as the pain attacks, so you step outside for some air. Breathe in the mucky, polluted air. © 2012 AndreaAuthor's Note
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