This new generation is
Living from Another Country
The interconnected, perpetual wakefulness
The new language, the unpredicted era.
We are as brains joined
Each effervescent electric hand squeezing the next,
A Chinese whisper of electrons
Passing in a matter of nanoseconds.
We are plugged in, switched on,
All the words ever written at the click
Of a well-worn computer key.
Fitting, this bitten apple—
We are Eve, opening her eyes,
Seeing Adam’s nakedness for the first time,
Aware of our own—
Made aware.
We are the sponges for false information,
Sieves of truth and lies
Leaving some mangled dust in our wake
That resembles a mountain range
Mapped by liars and catchpenny kings.
We are the first ones for whom
Time does not exist.
We meet in the place where there is no darkness
Brushing fingertips, electric shocks,
A secret twin language command c’d and command v’d
Seeking out every eye washed with electric blue
Encrypting itself into that silent Chinese whisper
First equal (seniors)
Molly Crighton
Year 13, Columba College