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I want to throw away my phone.
It is torturing me.
I believe it is a modern day torture device
It keeps ringing when i don’t want to speak to anyone
It coveys messages,
Sometimes messages that is too painful for the mental processes to take
Martin Cooper meant well
But his invention is now a weapon, to impart threats,
To coax into unimaginable obligations
To steal your identity, your money and your dignity
I desire a quiet existence
Without interference of any type
But this device is forever attached to the head and
The brain is screaming to be set free
Of all the unnecessary noise it has been subjected to.
The neck is constantly crooked to the side
Sometimes in weird poses for a perfect “selfie”
The obsession of which has caused Family feuds, road rage
and more accidents than the cost of each device, but it is impossible to completely ban the phone.