WhatsApp Addiction

WHATsAPP ADDICTION

Let us smile together then
As introvert to introvert
Observing all these others
Shake our heads in unison

Send forth wave on wave
Of compassion – if not quite
Waves of understanding
The latter being beyond us

Noting too that they saw fit
To castrate the apostrophe!!!
Arrogance? Guilty as charged
At least we’re working on it

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on November 13, 2018, in Poetry and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 16 Comments.

  1. Love this, Ben, and this is one aspect of technology I know nothing about. 🙂

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  2. Not that I care to, either. 😀

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  3. Relating to this sentiment – and I too hate when they castrate apostrophes! (Is nothing sacred? 🙂 )

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    • Very little, I’m afraid. But then perhaps people have always had similar thoughts and feelings and it’s just part of the ageing process? One of my own (other) gripes is the way websites add new items upwards instead of downwards – until they add comments downwards again!!! Wait. I need to go away for a few minutes to calm again.

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