Downtown Poem

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By Sy Schleimer

What a miracle of human sound

When sharing by voice was found.

Early grunts, shrieks  and  groans

Magically evolved into human tones.

Enabling pairs  and groups to grow

Into diversified societies we know,

Inexorable cultural complex needs,

Impelled literature and  tech deeds.

 

The sound images of video and TV

Transmitted  life into homes to see

Now reminisced  as days of old

Done in the privacy of  one’s fold.

 

Hard to miss the lightning speed,

Magnifying  user and cyber feed,

Social nets now sweeping the nation,

Of Disembodied verbal masturbation.

 

Sy Schleimer is a resident of Southbridge Towers.

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