I will remember by Ann Wood
I will rememberMy sweet modern day,
my confused technical age,
how easy it is to take me in a moment
every impulse to be human ...
How simple it is to make me
and on your mold to live.
Everything old - to be forgotten.
Only the new to rule us ...
Only bright screens anywhere,
and tempting suggestions.
Let's forget the color of our soul ...
And endlessly we do not have time ...
My wonderful innovation century,
your youth is enormous ...
But I choose to be human.
And I will remember, I will remember, I will remember ...
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2017-11-16 at 17:30
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