Who is really looking at who
Is she spellbound with admiration or disgust
What is Bansky trying to tell her
Am I intruding in a moment of indulgence
Can an image talk without words
The three of us will never be together again
Not a sound has taken place
Eyes never see more than one vision
There is no touch or conversation
Cyberworld now controls our invisible actions
Maybe Banksy is showing us the death of the world we once new
Only the legacy off the wall will crumble last in virtual heterodoxy
Pic & Poem by Mitch Hicks – U.K.
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© 2010
Ah, my Bansky fix once again cured…but not for long…never enuff Banksy/Hicks! 🙂
I have a few more up my sleeve!!……….(instead of arms)
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who needs arms, stop the arms race!!
Indeed indeed……Give peace a chance!