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Where Are We All Going
Where are we all going
his daily appeal
it’s not really knowing
the pace and uncertainty
that has him agog
we’re moving so fast
bubbling and roiling in a tumultuous fog
with ubiquitous gadget at rest in his palms
keyboard and thumbs ready to play
thumbs adroitly evolved
to deliver whatever it is he chooses to say
information and knowledge with no limit abound
opinions and egos both delicate and brash
new things to offend every day being found
labels and pronouns more important than air
it can no longer be called as it’s always been seen
referring to someone by gender or size
now admonished as being disrespectful and mean
with all of this change awash in his head
his thumbs are on pause, ready to send
all he wants is a “delivered to home” take-away meal
but is profoundly concerned that “short” crust will offend.
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Rory Galbraith
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