The dead are talking <br />The dead are walking <br />They are seeing yet not seeing <br />They gaze at you but dont see the quiver in your lips <br />They listen to you attentively but miss the catch in your breath <br />They hug you but they are really hugging a doll <br />They smile but it doesnt reach their eyes <br />They talk to you but they could be talking to a wall <br />Making new robots every day and becoming one ourselves <br />Filling this world with still things <br />Replacing the fresh soil with cement <br />Driving away the birds cutting their trees <br />Replacing the fragrant air with smog <br />Lynching the tigers, polluting the seas <br />Amassing wealth, depleting our souls <br />Stabbing each other, claiming our fees <br />Not learning....programmed till the end <br />The clock is ticking <br />We are dying.....every minute....every second<br /><br />Renu Rakheja a.k.a Tranquil Ocean<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-6-angst-dying-every-second/
