World Web

Partnership with the poet JL-Sower

Incidentally, in the morning
almost on my door
find a closed box.
The box has no key
no apparent cap
looking, with its impenetrability
the very heart of people.
But looking at it carefully
A hole called my attention
Eye as a visionary
I see so much distress
One world, focused on a digital screen
The more we escape this dual state
More if it penetrates, it is a chaos
Make the Internet, another tool
Do not want her lullaby
Your boy's dream
Go in the chain, travel the world
Slow and steady
For stops that Dante never dared.