Sometimes I think when we were young, that simple things were so much fun.
With time’s one blink that is all gone, these fickle joys have come undone.
Played outside in freezing temps or sleet and snow or windy rains.
Stayed inside in late pm’s, our feet and toes were thawed in pain, but come next day we’re out again.
We had sword fights or played at war, our generation all have scars.
Hide and seek or just plain tag
Younger siblings on sleds we’d drag.
The generations how have changed, to their phones or game consoles chained.
Don’t even know if it had rained, so busy playing video games.
Technology was meant to make, one’s life much like a piece of cake.
Virtual reality is a fake, but so real is how much time it take’s.
This is life for all these days, computer age now always stays..keeps taking lives through all wifi’s, glowing screens now fills our eyes.
As days go by, we miss blue skies and rarely look to see birds fly...this cyber world I do despise, it took control and multiplies the life it steals....our free will dies