Letters and Digits

Digits are opening letters with knife Wow it was time before we actually opened a letter With knife Inside, eyes eying the digits and letters They say But they ain’t Simon Of the times when we sent letters by post Sometimes we signed them with our digits Occasionally with blood But mostly with this kinda polymer we today forgot title of Because we became stupid We lost values in life that were ever existing However existing temporary Alike little curious children We again from scratch learning Like a feline on his scratch post And sometimes letters and digits ain’t any cryptography But simply words of forgotten feelings and memories