Saturday, June 1, 2013


Green screen
It's news
Or acting
"Words cannot express our grief"
I can sure see
How you grieve
People you never met

I find myself sometimes
This dispassionate
So numb from bombardment
Of bad news
The stress is so much
We are all ticking time bombs

We were never meant
To do more than live in small communities
This is the disease of living beyond our means
Technology making the world too small

We are all Atlas
But being still human
Have an Achilles heel

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