I fear a day When you'll sit next to me And my phone will vibrate A message from you asking what's for lunch?
I fear a day When talented beings Educated with graduate degrees Will work in MacDonalds For minimum wage
I fear a day Where I'll need to take out a mortgage For a parking fee Daylight robbery
I fear a day Where kids will no longer Play at the park No one ever heard of jigsaws And wooden train sets
I fear a day When strangers would be able to see My every post People I don't even know Will know all about me
I fear a day When people will drive to the gym To run on the treadmill And we'll all forget The luminous glow of the moon
I fear a day We'll forget about stars And handwritten cards When we'll care more about cars Than our counterparts
I fear a day When the world will all speak English And read shakespeare Wear the same high street gear And eat KFC
I fear a day Where honour and dignity Respect and modesty Will be a thing of the past And those who hold steadfast To their culture and traditions Ways of life Will be mocked and ridiculed as backwards
I fear a day When all my fears Come true And that day a part of me will die inside I'll lose the sound of your voice And mums special home-made recipes with secret ingredients I'll lose the way your letters felt Slanted and joined so rounded together The way the cross on the t and the dot on the i's leaned to hug one another I'll lose the rush of the wind As I felt how it was to fly on a swing The reassuring touch on my back as you pushed and held me back then helped me to stop I fear a day I will breathe but cease to exist Lost in mere memories of a past Where I was meant to be
you should know that it's not the |disgraceful| exit i find so maddening but the |prompt| painful pairing the world-wide replacement giving a home to something you would not give to me.
I long for my soul that travels with you as I am with hunger that just you can fill. I imagine you thus, my completion when in truth I perceive only me in my dream my delusion of lack. While we are intact our creation with stories of struggle revival and pain as we meet and remember and dance with each other learning and playing this journey again....