Speaking Acquaintances
Long ago, folks knew their neighbors
The community was one large family
There is much talk about one world,
But It’s impossible to find sincere unity.
True, the world has become a lot smaller
Distant lands are no longer far away
Though social media friendships abound,
Can I count on them? --if I’m in a fray?
Sometimes I have a feeling I’m all alone,
Utterly alone, in a most unfriendly place
I have but a few speaking acquaintances,
I’m residing in an incommunicado space.
Everyone is busy with their own pursuits
I completely understand that circumstance
But when I see my next-door neighbor
Shouldn’t we exchange more than a glance?
written March 6, 2022
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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