Friday, 1 December 2023

Years ago…

Many years ago we lived without phones
“Apps” wasn’t a word, as we didn’t feel compelled to stay in this ethos to feel honed.

We said we love each other
And didn’t play on many electronic games
Brains were often switched off, as we rested and regained.

We prayed to God
Loved the thought to stare into each other eyes
Now our heads are tilted down, even when we say to others: “goodbye”.

We played Atari games which you couldn’t be paused
And even if we recorded the ‘top of the pops’ we didn’t feel anyway flawed.

We had friends that loved us without a correspondence said through a whassup or text
And we opened our hearts, even when seething came from becoming vexed.

We used to love to speak
And didn’t mind the other persons voice,
And praying out loud, wasn’t about hearing noise.

Jason
1st December 2023

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