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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I took a walk in the city watched the people that I passed. Took a real good look then started to do the math. Not many paid the time to give a smile or even a nod. Barreling right through my path chins tucked down, ears plugged in barely stepping to the side. How is it we’ve become so disconnected from our fellow man... plugged in turned on zoned in turned up tuned out Too bothered with our devices… checking in chatting up updating our pages Distracted from the world around us. I pondered all of this as I went the lack of courtesy of years gone by. Realizing how accustom we’ve become with just civility, even on that you can’t rely. When now a simple please or thank you has become a rare affair. So as I walked the sun got higher the morning streets filled up. And a woman caught my eye with large boxes piled high. I could see she only managed just so I did a quick check round. There were plenty men to spare But not a single one offered aid not a helping hand was found. None could bother to be delayed as they continued on their way. Gone the days of curtsy a tip of the hat is just not that of something you still see. Chivalry is dead they say and I’m starting to believe. The manners that once were are gone and never to be seen. That what started as a silly game a way to pass the time. Quickly turned my day a sour, damaging my confidence in that of our mankind. I decide to treat myself before heading home. A little coffee pick me up is sure to get me feeling fine. As I reached for the door there’s a hand that brushes mine. Looking up I see a handsome guy with a flash of smile in his eye. “After you!” he says and gestures to go ahead. I thank the man, somewhat stunned and make my way on by. Warm with its creamy taste I savor my hot treat. And think maybe, just maybe death has yet to come to common decency.
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