Emily's Poem #1 - "The Stranger"

Standing beside me is the most amazing person alive

Yet they are a stranger

I do not notice them, nor give them a second glance

But that does not matter

My hands contain all the information I'll ever need in a single tap

My phone

It is shiny, smooth and sacred

A gift to mankind that has revolutionised our way of being

What more could I want?

Why care about the stranger beside me?

He is no more interesting than what I hold in my hand anyways...