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I write this as a song.  A relative of mine brought up his kids with no TV (in those days there were no smartphones).   He said that in college, it was his kids that were the socal organizers on their dorm floor; they had more initiative than the other students there.

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Get this show on the road

Let’s get this show on the road,
The car's still empty and we can't seem to load
Susie's applying makeup, Jake’s playing video games,
Mary’s scrolling her socials, where friends call her names.

I want to get to the airport, I want to be
clambering into an Impressionist painting of the sea
Ride the chestnut ponies, get back to something real,
My kids are in a rabbit hole, they forgot how life can feel.

(Chorus)
We're on an oven burner, like a doomed toad—
So let’s get out of here, get this show on the road,
We'll ride wild ponies, neighing by the sea.
We'll go back to living, we'll go back to free.

It helps sometimes to leave a comfort zone,
Children connected to the whole world, but to me they seem alone.
The old ways had their wisdom, and a simpler moral code,
Let’s flip this circus upside down; get this show back on the road.

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Hilda Greenhough Date: 7/12/2025 5:57:00 AM You described the world of technology very well. I'm afraid that I'm a non contender in the 21st century. Thank you for writing this timely poem. Login to Reply Mark Springer Date: 7/13/2025 11:50:00 AM Thank you for the comment. I'm not anti-technology, exactly, but I can certainly see it having bad effects along with the good effects.