Mr Gee Poet - E8 Something About Telephones Poem lyrics

Nature despises a vacuum, Challenging Nothingness with air, Filling the void with rea**urance, That something else must be there, As e-mails clash, Two minds evenly matched, Like head conquering giraffes, Fighting over graphs in a cling-film wrap, As we search through the chapters of refuge, To escape the prison of neglect, Hoping that we can dial our way to Heaven, And call our faith in to collect, Decadence relies on rules, So they can claim to undermine, But if its heart is a home of Love, That's all we want to advertise.