By: Sagal Haji
They say that humans are social beings
But I can’t seem to conceptualise
The way we have to socialise
Vain talk and vapidity
Are thrust upon us
As if it isn’t toxic
To our hearts
Our minds
Searching for authenticity
In world filled with dishonesty
I feel out of place
I feel alien
Like a lion in the ocean
I look to the clones around me
Engaging in idle talk
Superficiality breeds
Into a collective consciousness
That is London
A city filled with dreams and hopes
That can only satisfy
Shallow beings
Social beings
Wells Street Journal 