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VIRTUAL AGE CHILDREN
Virtual age children
Growing up all around us
Back on the streets occasionally
After three years sequestered
Isolated from coping with bodies
Each with a set of eyes and a mouth
But now a body as well
Asserting dominance
No longer able to be clicked off
Ignored and ghosted
Here they come, a generation on line
Phone addicts
Needing the feedback, the likes
All the empty emotion of an emoji
Able to be selected
To express feelings
With no voice to make it real
No eyes or expression of a real face.
So discarded –
At a base level – phony.
On to the “conversation” –
The text
Composed, edited, considered, then . . . sent.
So no immediacy –
No voice
So a millennia of evolved senses
Able to read intent from tiny variations
Now negated –
As though communication
Was reduced to a computer
Writing to another computer
Based on history and a word or two
To set the bot on its way
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