Today Forever Cellphone Slaves
Suddenly wiped out. Who’s next? Something has to happen.
I really never meant to hit your head. Got no control,
little slave. Every move can lead me far away. Every word
is a risk. We watch our life like a TV show. Too bad the
phone’s no remote control. Hedonism is ridicolous. It
will leave us bare and meaningless. Cool and distant.
Cool and distant. We speak but we don’t communicate.
Goodbye - there’s nothing to offer me. I will strive for
each trace of meaning. Culture, family, freedom, faith in
God. And if it costs all, all my comfort, you can stop
participating, drown in cozy boredom. I will never,
never, never, never.
