Oh! woe is me born far too soon, lost in a sea of internet space.

A lighthouse beacon ignored, still lights up the gloom

With pointless direction when remote and touchscreen replace.

Lonely lighthouse serving small purpose,

Abandoned museum littered with flotsam and jetsam

Typewriter, pen and pencil float on foamy surface.

A new language foreign to ears grown dull

Dumbed down for eyes only, not skull.

A dis-connect in a world bursting with connection

Of instant this and instant that, abandons all trace

Of real connection to care, love and real affection.

Gone crazy on memes and see, see my face,

Our senses attacked, depletes life’s essence

Removing all need to avail our presence.

Hardly human, we stumble and lurch in comatose android gait

Desperate to find the next internet fix, our only debate.

A need to adapt must still challenge the mind

Will I forever float like space debris no purpose, still blind?

Lynda Rogle ©

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 Earth calling Africa Earth calling Africa …

Earth to Africa come in Africa Earth calling Africa

You’ve slumbered too long it’s time to rise you were the first at the dawn of time Africa

You rose out of your watery grave like Poseidon

Rising, rising out of the sea to be Earth Africa

Remember when you led the world to be the first

 Come in again Africa – Earth is calling once more

Earth calling Africa Earth calling Africa…

Where are you Africa? When will you rise once more?

Rise up again shake off your slumber lead the way for a world lost in delusion

Show us how to be free from confusion

The paradise you first became seduced you to slumber

Now rise again your paradise become a torment

No longer adorned with the creator’s glory – now just a foment

Instead of always new coming out of you  – Rise to be the Greatest Africa!

Earth calling Africa Earth calling Africa 

Earth to Africa Come in Africa Come in Africa Earth to Africa come in Afrriicaaa..!

How long must I call before you wake? 

Your children are dying your land polluted                                       

Your blue sky darkened the sun depleted and yet relentless!

Where birds once sang the chainsaw whines

Where sparkling rivers flowed frackers deep mine

As water corrodes turning to slime

No longer life-giving nectar only fit to spread the crime!!

Earth calling Africa Earth calling Africa  –

Come in Africa, Earth to Africa do come in……You’ve slumbered too long…

©Lynda Rogle

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