Neighborhood Revisited

NEIGHBORHOOD REVISITED This long life nearly done, Come round to memories Flashing mind, one-by-one. All social pain withstood, Body boxed and topped, all’s Brought down to neighborhood. Scorning reality, A reinvented child The mind’s totality. Those wonder scenes long gone Are dreamily recalled By sepia toned song. And for conversation Some gray homestead ghosts and Self-verbalization - Life synthetically With lap tops and T.V. Screw actuality! Shrunken world to a blip Infinitesimal Plastic C.D. chip? Life become illusion, Routine. Variation Invites confusion. So? In neighborly way I’ll seek those innocent Childhood ghosts at their play, Ignore world runaway Hid in this closet space Content with sure decay. Past times so right, so good - No earthly conflict in My shrunken neighborhood