A box.

A poem about being trapped in reality.

Trapped in a box I'm walking along,

Merely a pawn,

With only five screens to guide me.

Hearing church bells,

And watching television spells,

I wonder what else could be.

Trapped within technicality,

From the outer reality,

Wanting more to see.

I must escape,

It is my fate,

Wanting more to be.

To know my meaning,

To understand my being,

To justify me

Reviews

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This one spoke to me! Really enjoyed all the feelings in this. It touched me, well written and expressed.

[Big Island Girl]

Life is not reality when you're just passing through. If you're a believer, eternity is your reality. I hope you understand my thoughts-I certainly did yours because I've been there, and occasionally drop by to visit! I like your style...but I didn't get the 5 screens?