Lost World
~Deana J. Tavares
Disregarding treetops
Stepping off curbs
Forgetting beauty
Absorbing the absurd
Missing the scenes
Checking those screens
Words not finding their way to ears
Decreasing years
Increasing fears
Bombs exploding all around
Faces entranced
Unfazed, peering down
One app suddenly becomes ten
We forgot how to write on
Paper with a pen
The seesaw keeps teetering
To far to one side
When balanced there is
A whole world that’s alive
Afraid a zombie apocalypse may be near
In case you haven’t noticed my friend
It’s already here
Look up
The sun it still shines
Wake up
We are running
Out
Of
Time
©2017
