Paper thin, strong as iron
its glossy surface distracts us from reality
we play with it, and decorate, our homes
as if it matters.
We borrow everything we need
having forgotten what that means
and pay later, buy today
living out someone else’s dreams.
Action figures litter our homes
whilst heroes go unsung
We see the world through plastic drones
Helping others isn’t fun.
And now I care no more about the truth.
I care even less for those around me.
Distracted by the plastic I turn, smile
And see nothing.