We took pictures

We took pictures, a bunch of us. We posed, we laughed. But how do we see our world? What do we see? A girl walking away from us; looking at her cracked phone, listening, ignoring. A man walking towards us. He sees what we're doing. What will he do? A man closing the back of moving truck. And a woman, chained to two dogs looking at what? A missing person notice on the street lamp pole?