Prisoners Of The Small Box.


Hooked up from dawn to dusk, 
Held down by the box in his hands,
He wishes to leave, but he is stuck,
He is a prisoner of the small box

She is always on every hour of the day,
Snapping and slaying on different platforms,
She replies to every buzz and icons.
She is a prisoner of the small box.

Prisoners of the small box,
It shines its light into their eyes,
And arrest their minds and souls,
Stealing their time, senses, and purpose. 

✍️© Toobrightanthony 
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