Tuesday, 30 July 2013

POEM: In My Pocket

In my pocket lies my life
It is small, shiny and squar
It contains all the people, conversations and memories
That make it so dear.

I am a child of today
Meant to be free and wild
But never before have our lives
Been so filed and compartmentalised

Yet despite this organisation
I know my life is special
While they are all made the same
But through experience become unique.

I would die if my life were lost.
I'm told I should "Diversify my risk"
But life shouldn't be hunted and piecemeal
It should be wholly at your fingertips.

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