past, present, futureA Poem by James Fishera glimps of what the difference is from back then, to whats going to happen next. Not an oppinion of all people but those who are, average.kids, everywhere. in the streets, at the parks, in the fields, everywhere. Exploring the outdoors, enjoying life.
Kids, nowhere. Not in the streets, not in parks, not even in the fields, nowhere. Only to be found inside, closed doors, stuck in chairs, and flickering screens.
Life, abandoned. By technology, flickering squares, numming brains, dead. Unaware to reality. Unaware to curiosity. Unaware to exploration. Unaware to themselves.
Others. Who stand out, who achive, who guess, who dare to stand out. Who are the light to a new generation.
© 2011 James Fisher |
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Added on March 10, 2011 Last Updated on March 10, 2011 AuthorJames FisherJacksonville, FLAboutI like to write and share my pieces to people or even compete.I also write for entertainment and just to get feelings out. I play the drums and clarinet. more..Writing
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