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Connection

Today, there are no bounds
in these times, what’s lost is found
it could be ours with just one tap
then watch it fall onto our lap.

So much to see, so much to do
all from the comfort of the same room
it’s all there, in just one place 
even better, it lights up your face.
But when was the last time, 
you’d meet a stranger over wine?
Take those digits and hold them close 
and watch it become something to boast. 

The anticipation of weekend nights 
when everything felt vibrant and bright
camera phone photos with blinding light 
‘ugly’ jeans, far too tight.

Connection meant a hand to hold 
it wasn’t something that could be sold
when they would call, you’d struck gold
now they just ghost, it’s getting old.

There were no ‘prompts’ and there were no ‘swipes’,
just ‘save the dates’ and ‘get it rights’
because back then, you’d have to fight
now it’s okay; next one’s in sight.

There was always something on the big screen
but now what’s new, has already been seen
all that lays there are empty scenes
we stay inside; we’ve found new screens.

Isn’t it great, this newfound fate
that keeps us safe behind our gates
it’s all so shiny, it’s all so bright
yet somehow we’ve lost the light.

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