Casper of Christmas Passed
As transparent Christmas was
With creations of model toys and Yo-Yos
Christmas was a blast for this one small boy
With dreams of sugar plums and joy
Guessing and wanting just one simple toy
Hours of pleasure with a creative imagination
From pretending then becoming a real situation
A world of wonder with intriguing thinking
Has become the Casper of Christmas passed
Games are now taking this once creative world
Becoming a mind of dumber and dumber
Losing it’s power to create and only follow
Tricking the mind into believing it’s creating
Machines taking over mans power of creations
Leaving behind a new way of thinking
With buttons being pushed while seeing images
Talking into a box and getting a response
With faceless expression or smiling reactions
Stealing away any physical temptations
Losing a portion of mankind's interactions
The Casper Ghost of Christmas Passed
Is now a Mindless Ghost of Christmas Future
Scaring away Casper the once Friendly Ghost
Of: Christmas Passed
Copyright © Bobby May | Year Posted 2020
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