The pigeon atop the mango tree,
observing with awe the humans below;
wondering where all are rushing,
where do they all plan to go?
Clad in hues of the rainbow,
holding this funny-looking thing;
walking on the road, but looking so lost,
what joy does this screen bring?
The love they could have seen,
in the eye of their child;
is much more invaluable,
if only they had replicated his smile.
They are lost, conversing with a world,
that never actually exists,
and missing the precious joys around,
busy crossing their to-do lists.
We are not addicted,
We are much better; we are free;
we value life more than they do,
I hope you all agree.
Be like us and soar the sky,
put each moment to good use;
enjoy the nectar each moment gifts,
the treasure of time, do not misuse.
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Brilliant!
Thought provoking and factual. Keep it up dear