I submerge myself in the words that I read,
While I look for clues
in the maze that is the story I seek.
Confused on how to react when everything seems just fine,
Books are slowly drifting away,
to a sea of emptiness and forgetting,
We are sinking too,
but are too naive to notice,
Technology is the boat that keeps us afloat,
But It can only save a few
from this slowly drowning of lack of knowledge.
I stand in the shadows,
in the dark hiding from the sun,
With a book in my hands that I’m not afraid to read.
While machines are taking over and trying to take it from me,
They say a click is all I need to understand the meaning,
But I rather read my book
and find my own story that hides inside the printed words.
Realistic Fiction
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