The smartphone people

The smart phone people

When the angels talk about the world in the heavens above

I ‘m sure they have no words for the people who never love

Being  Social and humanitarian are the qualities that are like the hand and the glove

If one comes the other shows up

It does not matter if you are poor

Socializing with the right person will let the chances pour.

Some choose to be as lonely as a cloud

With a smart phone  and a screen guard.

All at once when they face a crowd

Oh not me, they say and flutter away like a coward.

Millions you see at once

Tossing  their heads sprightly into your eyes and then into their phones.

They outdo the sparkling waves in glee,

Even when it rains they refuse to come out and see.

Helping such people is a difficult matter,

They do not look beyond the internet server.

Call them as crazy as hatter

They ask you how do you keep your contacts perpendicular

They talk with the strangers for hours together

They have nothing to talk to their families except for the weather.

When you engage them in a profound meditation

They open their eye for every beep of notification.

Socializing is a cup of coffee they say

Shivering keeps them at bay.

They make fun of the highly social and high toned people

They thing being social takes nothing more than an apple

One has to be like a bee

That always works in sync with the insects of the same species.

There has to be a motivation

Concern with the suffering alleviation.

I will , I will arise and log out

Go elsewhere, where the evening is full of people who talk to one another.

Where children and parents hang out

Standing on a roadway I fear.

Will I find such place

Or will remain a wanderer forever?