The world peeks at one another
Reaches out or maybe not
To a stranger or a brother
What is get and what is got
In our virtual melting pots
Everything is something like it
In all the places we’ve been
Across the fire we all sit
On the other side of a screen
Where we can’t be seen
Calling soft, cry or shout
There’s darkness out there
While the world is all about
In the cyber night beware
If it’s your soul you share
Once upon a time ago
We called from tenements
To bricks and windows
To ourselves in lost lament
As early proto blogs went
With a voice in the night
Drawing flies and crowds
The world just out of sight
Gave the night its lowly vows
“Really” laughing out loud
Author notes
We have crossed a point in human history. While our nature hasn't changed, it's method has. Our evolution is not physical, but information based.
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