The Glass

Every day I am amazed

At the sights I see

Before me

Behind the glass

Exhibited for the world

Men, women

Boys and girls

The tragedy, reality

Displayed in all it's vulgarity

It's a tale we've all heard before

The sadness, loneliness

Desperation

Hidden in disguise

By smiling faces

Hellos, thank yous and goodbyes

What happens

When the connection is turned off?

Black screen

Features mean

Body not so lean

Dethroned queen

Network wean

Do we face an empty room?

Heart saddened as we look around

In our deserted tomb?

I prefer to think of seeing

When we're done with peering

Through the glass

Beautiful faces

Fabulous places

Walking in the rain

Humming a tune

While looking at the moon

Meeting with friends

Over dinner and wine

Wishing that the moment

Would never end

Because it feels so fine

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*Allene Angelica*

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