Out of the bag, the cat and the hag
The rat of remembrance is gnawing the flag
And Bat of apology hangs from his nook
In the cave of calligraphy where everyone took
Photographs of humans
On Instagram and Twitter
And Cave art that lasted no longer than litter
That was blown away in the breeze of archaeological storm
That blew out the internet and left us forlorn
The young wandered round bereft and torn
Because nothing was left them since when they were born
Like new lambs they wandered out into the wild
And really were as vulnerable as a little child
Without their TikToks and their instant messaging
The did not know how to communicate and it
was all second guessing
As times hand turned slowly
They learnt to survive
In the graveyard of the internet
Without hollow lives
And things so superficial
Their relations to each other
Became strong once again
Like their love for their mother
And the dumb still got eaten
The sick and the lame
They lay down and were beaten again and again
But they never gave up
They kept trying in vain
Though not vain for beauty sweetens
Even the direst of pain
And The sun still shines out behind the rain
So don't lose heart my friend
For a new light will come again
