What We've Lost To The Present Age
The present age.
A lonely technological haze,
Social sites and megabytes with few real friends within our sights.
Words once wrote on paper with precision and heart
behind each movement of the hand;
now digitized for one to copy & paste at ones demand.
The smell and feel of a physical book to read,
Slowly losing its place, to the countless downloads from cyberspace.
Once a book enjoyed by yellow candle light burning dim to relax ones mind,
Now a tablet user kept awake by man made light;
harming their own eye sight.
Private lives no longer remain,
Every comment, every photo, every affair;
All incriminating information is there.
The present will continue to evolve over the past and moving forward is right.
I do however, look forward to keeping some of my favorite past times alight.
In the losing future fight...
Copyright © Marko Kyoto | Year Posted 2017
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.