#growingupinthe80s
I unsubscribe
To this glossed over
Super filtered
Size zero
High definition
Finger pointing
Unforgiving
Template
Dictating who we are supposed to be.
It’s all too shiny
Too mass produced
Over produced
The records lost it’s grooves.
Whatever happened to the milkman?
What happened to kids playing conkers in the street?
Whatever happened to knowing your neighbours?
And running home with grazes on your knee?
Whatever happened to Saturday morning television?
What happened to riding bikes up and down the street?
Whatever happened to waving ‘morning’ to the those now invisible
as we swipe left and right
on telephone screens?
We were wild
Mindless with abandon
Chasing laughter as laughter chased me
We were unafraid
the last children of the milk-float
We didn’t know how lucky we had been!
Whatever happened to the milkman?
In that simpler time before technology.
Could we ever have imagined,
Just how alien the future was going to be?
Did we ever say thank you to the milkman?
or wave goodbye as the cart evaporated down the street,
Whirling away with it the remnants,
Of all what was to become a distant memory.
MMKilha 2019
Jul 6, 2019
Jul 6, 2019 at 6:22 AM UTC