We live in an age of
Bright screens and finger clicks,
Of loud music but faltering voices.
We sit and stand facing screens
As if our faces were never
Meant to face each other.
Screens replaced face
And life was filled with races
As if we were meant to compete
With each other and not ourselves.
Technology replaces human interaction
And likes replaced love.
Nobody else can feel anything for you,
The rain on our skin,
The sky and sun, screaming in your face.
The feeling of love by feeling grace
And the satisfaction of finishing things by
Following you’re your own pace.
Screens may replace faces and music
Replaces voices, likes may try as it might
But love can always come to the light.
© Uwais Coetzee
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Matriculant 2018
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