Thursday, 28 March 2013

Tablet Times

The concrete city once so pretty
Takes a tumble in the dust
As the tangible turns virtual
Invisibility held on trust

A covered tablet trundles on

With minimal provisions
Somewhere on this rugged plain
seeking suitable conditions
The wilderness is beckoning
A wish to play the freedom game

To seek a sheltered reservation

A cyber land-rush milestone claim
On the trail of wide-eyed crossings
Where the boundary waits in mush
For the gullible and the guileless

Who can't resist a Candy Crush
Everything is changing fast
Calamity Jane fears mass destruction

only solar powered tablets
can face the eve of reconstruction

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