Social Justice Poem

Cayla Roberts

lost souls
fingers move as we stand still
pulling us backwards
we're devolving into a species
of solitude
surrounded by electrical ghosts
we are translucent
illuminated only by
the soft glow of an LCD screen
so
TURN DOWN
TUNE OUT
UNPLUG!
live deliberately
find yourself
stop hiding behind
profile pictures
and cyber facades
kill the false being
cut the power
be free

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