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21st Century Blues – Madeline Ross

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  • — 29 Jul, 2015 at 9:00 am

21st Century Blues

Madeline Ross

Winmalee, New South Wales

Australia

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The carriage is silent,
Time ticking by,
Buttons and touchscreens buzzing;
This is the anthem of the modern age.

Their eyes are fixed and staring,
Their eyelids barely move,
Like lifeless, brainless zombies,
Technology the fabled cause.

No one is talking,
Absorbed in lonely worlds,
Lost in social media,
A special kind of social isolation,
Not very social at all.

This happens every day;
In crowded trains, on the street,
And in the family home;
An addiction to worldly ‘connection’;
But are we connected at all?

Sharing, posting, tweeting, liking,
The jargon of the current age;
Of technology twisting young minds,
The distortion of images and icons,
Spreading lies, deceit, and deception,
Of peoples ‘perfect’ lives.

In this breeds obsession,
A desire to feel and gain connection,
Dependant on sharing opinion
But never speaking a word.

Trains were for conversing,
Time for meeting new people and passing the time;
But not a word is uttered anymore;
A lost art is becoming ancient.

To talk, to joke, to laugh,
To meet future friends;
To reconnect with old ones,
Opportunities and future partners,
Lost to the clicking of an internet link.

Society grows larger,
Technology more advanced,
Getting smarter with every development;
Yet we are becoming mindless,
Lost in false connection,
Zombies in the growing epidemic,
Helpless to stop its spread.

Bio: Madeline asks the questions: Are we truly connected to our world? Are we so obsessed with connecting over social media that we have lost the ability to truly connect in real life? This poem explores the use of social media and challenges the meaning of human connection.

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  1. JHMancy says:
    July 29, 2015 at 9:51 am

    A sad commentary of our times… I agree with the sentiments expressed here. It’s as though you have reached in and read my very thoughts. Well written and a compelling Madeline.

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  2. Myfanwy says:
    July 29, 2015 at 11:14 am

    In my opinion, The first three lines are very strong and lend to discussing the subject matter without giving it all away.
    From my reading of your poem, the first three lines also give, to the reader, the feeling of irksomeness, around tech, which you want them explore.
    As a thought, if you would like the reader to feel the irksomeness of technology so that they may want to move away from irky tech back to people then get into their soul with feelings rather than addressing their ego with a punishing list of loss.
    Tech is a huge addiction for many many people, including myself, and poetry can give the soul the power to manage addiction to tech.
    All of your stanzas have great fodder for new lines with roads into awakening the powerful soul.
    However as the piece stands it is a lament and just a leap away from deeply moving.
    Hypocritically this discussion was through a screen and may be very different in born in a sunny park.

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  3. Myfanwy says:
    July 29, 2015 at 11:31 am

    Ego rejects
    Soul accepts

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  4. A A Anderson says:
    July 29, 2015 at 6:10 pm

    Loved your poem.

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  5. robalone says:
    August 1, 2015 at 7:47 pm

    Late in saying so as I have been absent too long Madeline, but I loved your poem and read it through a couple of times. I don’t ride trains often but have certainly seen this culture. Beautifully expressed, thankyou.

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