
We tap on our keyboards till hours late.
Friends are
there, only a ping away.
Send a signal, say hello,
Join a clan, or
take it slow.
Millions of voices, all digitized, encoded,
Packetized, transmitted, received and decoded.
A single user alone
in a room
No fear of the outside world or its gloom.
Cyberspace,
there exist no racism or exclusion,
One would say it offers a
solution.
Others say it has its dangers and sins
That we should
police it and control it from within.
I say we should leave it alone.
For morality, and ethics begin at home.
I am but one of millions
out there.
No better or worse than those who share.
A desire to be
free and to roam.
To places far, wide and unknown.
This is my cat Mitzi, she is by far a silly cat. I would not trade her for a million dollars.