Trade Off
Travel on yet not far
For winter is near
Cold snow gusty winds
Six horses and wagon
Not long ago we were them
Trudging through snow
Today is so different
We are weak and helpless
Tricked by modern science
With ease we drive a car
No horses to feed or ride
No more candles to make
Just flip a switch
We now talk to machines
Water in bottles not in a creek
No more cuddling by a fire or
Food created by mans hands
Now bought in a store and processed
Amazing creations at what price
Love is now a hidden word
That no one knows its definition
We have traded our love
For these new creations
Becoming lazy and placing love in
2nd place
Copyright © Bobby May | Year Posted 2020
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