Altering.
Pathways
adjusted,
rerouted.
What
was
no more.
Time.
Constant
tinkering.
Circuits
plastic
being
reworded,
re-wired.
Experiences
add up.
Tweaking
perception.
Tools,
evolving
attitudes.
Time.
Takes
time.
Old vs
new.
Gulf of
perception.
Generational
divide.
Reality’s
creation.
Generational
divide.
Years
in the
making.
Smile
at their
all knowing
innocence.
- Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 7th, 2021 10:23
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments3
Love this poem. And love the picture. Did you paint it?
Hi SC,
Thank you kindly for reading my work.
JP
That generational divide is there but respect for the innocence that can be in our lives is resounding.
Andy
Thank you for reading Andy
'Generational
divide.
Reality’s
creation.
Generational
divide.
Years
in the
making.
Smile
at their
all knowing'
**innocence
sprouting: from
that all-consuming
ideological cesspool
with promised, ease
of nihilism's, trending
traits, of wilful
submission
we perversely named
Progression...!**
(such a great write, dear poet!
forgive me, I couldn't help
but add
my overzealous 2 cents worth)
Hi LBM,
Your 2 cents is always welcome.
Thank you for reading
JP
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