This week’s prompt: Write a ‘generation’ poem.
This one ended up being quite cynical…and yes, I realise the inherent irony of posting it to social media…hope you enjoy at any rate, as you read it on your screen…
The Screen Generation
We live in a generation
That expects instant gratification
Not only expect, in fact,
But claims its God-given right to it
When in reality, any creator would cringe
At this self-obsessed state we’re in.
Where photography is merely vanity,
Imperfect beauty cruelly edited,
Music is stripped of its tangibility,
In favour of cold, stark accessibility,
Stories and endings revealed thoughtlessly
By reckless and selfish stupidity.
This is the age of fabled technology
Where children below a certain age
May not know the precious days
Of simple pleasures, and rougher play
In the great outdoors, seen in wondrous gaze.
Now, it is merely backdrop
To forced smiles in staged shots
And slowly slipping away from us.
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