A humourous, fun poem on emojis, by Mitali, exclusively for Different Truths.
There must have been fat emoji-like people in Guernica left unpainted by Picasso. In every story painted or written, something remains unsaid. The billions, who hope for the uncommonality of fame remain unrecorded, unsung, out of the frame, the outliers who never quite made the cut. Wealth woven into strands of life draws comfort, even notoriety, if managed with skill in the guise of serving the human race. While cars without men and Mars without mer — the oceans are all dry you know with unfound skeletons buried in red dust — zoom into horizon, millions of unnamed emojis hop on mobiles searching for their own utopias. *mer – French for sea
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