Lauren Kofalt
Nov 15, 2020
The Field
She has such a way with words
Everything just rolls off the tongue
She sits outside in a field of grass
So bold, so beautiful, so young
Everyday is just the same
She sits alone in field of green
What to draw or what to write
She needs to let her mind take flight
Back outside to the field of dreams
A boy her age, only seventeen
They sit and share ideas of their own
She has found a new friend with whom to share her home
Social Media
A picture is a memory
A moment for anyone to see
It’s for likes, and follows, reposts
Make it nice, pleasing, aesthetically
Social media now has complete control
It clouds our minds, our judgement, and soul
When in time will this horrific reign of terror end
To save ourselves, our families, as well as our friends
There’s no end and this nightmare is what we’ve become
But this could be good, we could spread joy, peace, and love
Maybe this way, somehow, if all came together and join as one
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Cover photo credit: Thought Catalog