Ah, got it! Here's the one-sentence excerpt for the poem: A reflection on how social media and distractions have turned us into 'zombies,' disconnected from our true selves and the world around us. The post Zombies appeared first on jeffbullas.com.

I see zombies. 

They walk the pavement with eyes glazed. 

You try to make eye contact but they stride

Past –

Unfazed.

Walking. 

Not seeing

They stroll through pedestrian crossings without a glance. 

Cross streets

Take a chance.

They are oblivious

To a driver 

Another zombie

But encased in steel 

Texting

Driving past.

Earpods in.

Engaging with others

Eye contact

Voided.

Going somewhere but they don’t know they are nowhere. 

Nothing can distract them. 

They are dispossessed of awareness. 

I am looking for clues of the possession.

Is it an alien 

A virus

Or is it  just another social media session

All I see is a device held in their hand.  

Eyes glued

Is that the clue? 

They are addicted and they are distracted. 

Their attention and life is stolen.

They have a half life.

Not a full life.

They left that behind

Handed over the keys to the Zuckerberg mind. 

The TikTok meme

Neurons fried

The fevered social media bind.

They see the life of others

In the stream

Polished and burnished.

Perfect.

They aspire.

To live the life of others seen from the outside.

They don’t see the perspiration of success.

The pain 

The stress

That is hidden. 

While they cry from the inside.

Seize your life back.

Otherwise the journey will be black.

So…

Don’t waste time watching others 

Their downloads

Their videos

While your dreams are wasted,

On their distractions.

While your time

Attention and actions

And goals

Your desire 

To rise and flourish

Are smothered.

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