A VIRTUAL TALE OF WOE

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: The Imaginarium
The long summer school holiday... how things have changed!

Submitted: August 11, 2019

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The long summer holiday used to be spent,

Perhaps, in the creation of a makeshift tent.

Or playing football in the park,

Fooling around, having a lark.

 

But not for the boy from the black bedroom,

Who spends his time in doom and gloom.

Lest sunlight mar his virtual appreciation,

Of video games, on his beloved play station.

 

It used to be a time for meeting friends,

Not virtual pixels, but James and Ben.

Spent riding bikes, fishing trips galore,

They never, ever spent their time indoors.

 

But not for the boy from the black bedroom,

Who spends his time in doom and gloom.

With headphones on, he stares so hard,

At the screen, where the action is taking part.

 

Scaling trees, they took their chances,

Returning home, covered in scratches.

Building dens from branches and twigs,

Imagination in spades, had those kids.

 

But not for the boy from the black bedroom,

Who spends his time in doom and gloom.

With his thumbs, he deftly works the remote,

Of his virtual victories, he will gloat.

 

It's when hunger bites that he ventures out,

Blinking his eyes against the bright sunlight,

His complexion pallid, dark circled eyes,

Of being obsessed, he flatly denies.

 

When comparing lifestyles, it's plain to see,

Today's virtual addicts, will lack vitamin D.

Their life is devoid of physical exercise,

That sedentary existence, will jeopardise

 

Their health, their eyesight, and what's more

The sleep that is needed to rest and restore,

With adrenaline racing, will fail to come

And mindless zombies, they will eventually become.

 


© Copyright 2019 Sue Harris. All rights reserved.

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