Post Modern World
I looked down upon the earth
from a place unknown to man.
I spied a country, a metropolis
And saw the works of mankind.
Hidden among tall buildings
I saw people sitting
Faces staring intently
upon computer screens.
There was fervent tapping
upon keyboards
with nary a sound in the air
absorbed in a world all their own.
Along the city streets
I saw people walking, but not seeing.
Each held a valued cell phone
in their hands.
As they stared intently into them
their thumbs would burst into a
flurry of movement.
Sometimes they would speak
to one another, if only infrequently.
I knew not what to think
for they appeared to have
mouths with which to speak
ears with which to hear
hands with which to touch
arms with which to hold.
But they just walked on
away from one another
not hearing
not listening
not caring.
I turned away from what
I had witnessed
feeling sad and heavy of heart.
And I felt cold
and old.
Written on 6/13/2014
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