Post Modern World

I looked down upon the earth from a place unknown to man. I spied a country, a metropolis And saw the works of mankind. Hidden among tall buildings I saw people sitting Faces staring intently upon computer screens. There was fervent tapping upon keyboards with nary a sound in the air absorbed in a world all their own. Along the city streets I saw people walking, but not seeing. Each held a valued cell phone in their hands. As they stared intently into them their thumbs would burst into a flurry of movement. Sometimes they would speak to one another, if only infrequently. I knew not what to think for they appeared to have mouths with which to speak ears with which to hear hands with which to touch arms with which to hold. But they just walked on away from one another not hearing not listening not caring. I turned away from what I had witnessed feeling sad and heavy of heart. And I felt cold and old. Written on 6/13/2014