Leisure (with apologies to William Henry Davies)

By: Lydia Crow

 

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to sit and stare.
No time to sit before machines
And stare at phones and tablet screens.
No time to see the latest shows,
Messages draft, or emails compose.
No time to watch the latest memes,
Refreshing timelines and news streams.
No time to turn away from trolls
Exploiting social media loopholes.
No time to wait, with pressing workloads,
For stuttering connections and slow downloads.
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to sit and stare.

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