Monday, 3 March 2025

There was this time…..long time ago

There was a time we were polite and learned how to articulate clearly and spoke to the point,
It isn’t the fault of this generation for what they currently face
They didn’t sample the experience we had the privilege to encase.

We learned to write on pen and paper 
And our phones stayed at home,
Yes, this poem has been done on an app, but when I am finished I’ll leave my phone well alone.

We played marbles, table tennis and pat ball when we used our hands to hit a ball onto a wall,
We spoke to each other, as emails didn’t exist 
Ohh those past days I truly miss.

There was the radio 
And only two or three channels on TV,
There was none of this thing trolling or back biting
I prefer face to face, not this gaslighting.

Jason
3rd March 2025

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