The Curse

I Opened doors for ladies, gents

The posh and even skanks

I waited for acknowledgement 

No nods or even thanks

Please and thank you's banished

Just words from an age gone bye

Suspicion, fear and danger

Are the reasons why

Smilings changed to sneering

And trust does not exist

Neighbours now all strangers

Who never want to mix

The future Is distressing 

It's likely to get worst

Life on earth Is changing

How can we break the curse

Reviews

[Ees]

Interesting poem and thoughts. I don't think people change and I believe that most people are good people, but you are right about the cause of why it seems to be the other way. Everybody is scared of everybody, best not get too friendly or else they'll sneak attack and destroy you. There is no trust in not knowing exactly who you are talking to anymore.