This Digital Age

There's no more need to talk now 
In today's digital age
Where all the friends I really need
Are on my Facebook page

Three hundred some odd plus
Are with me day and night
They're all as close as they need be
With one push of my button "Like"

These digital days permit me to say
Will be the ruin of this age
If I knew how better to type
I'd have so much more to say

You've started posting all these pictures
From someone else's site
So I'm not sure if it's you anymore
Or them I really I like

Is this how we all now feel
Can we even feel now anymore
What I feel like most of the time
Is being locked behind closed doors

This digital age is all the rage
That's driving me insane
Trying to get to the nearest exit
But no one will let me over to change lanes

Then there's the text and text and text and text
Until we're all text out
And after all that texting 
Do we know what we've texted about

If we ever sat down with someone
Across from them face to face
Would we stare at each other blankly
With no earthly idea of what to say

With this digital craze, it's getting late
We've wandered too far inside this maze
I'm afraid if we don't get out soon
There will be no chance for escape
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Krutsinger Avatar
March 18, 2018 at 8:37 AM
This sums it up exactly, to be in touch with the younger generation, I was forced kicking and screaming into the electronic social media world.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
March 17, 2018 at 10:49 PM
Great write Mike! I love it. Of course I had to be online to read it... Life unplugged will soon be history, for that and reading this I feel happily blessed to have grown up before this hyper impersonal limitless computer age. As impressive as technology gets, still not as impressive as a sunset.
Turner Avatar
March 17, 2018 at 10:34 PM
I love this one Mike. I do not even own a cell phone and rarely do i answer emails. Change is not always for the better.
Gauthier Avatar
March 17, 2018 at 11:19 AM
Lovely poem, Mike. A sad but wonderful socio-technological overview of these troubled times.
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