2011

These times in which we live,

Have me more confused every day.

It seems to me – technology,

All comes with a price to pay.

We use to write loved ones letters,

Long before the Mailman got robbed.

Less of the snail – you’ve got email,

And the postman lost his job.

That’s like the family down the street,

For over 30 years they owned that store.

Once again – Wally World moved in,

And they were forced to close their doors.

Foreclosure is at an all time high,

And so is the unemployment rate.

Yet, we confess – this here is progress,

And not a moment too late.

It seems to me we lost reality,

When we took prayer out of our schools.

In God we trust – yet we lost touch,

With the value of the golden rule.

The lottery would go toward education,

Millions are spent every day,

Yet I wonder which state – changed the rate,

That Teacher’s received a raise in pay?

I doubt that I’m the only person,

Who finds the logic a little strange.

If we hadn’t missed – on the common sense,

We would be talking about a different type of Change.

They say History repeats itself,

There are some areas I’d welcome back again.

Maybe simpler times – would focus our minds,

And we would stop predicting the world to end.

Poetically Yours,

Robin Elizabeth Lawrence

Feb.2^nd 2012

© 2012Robin Elizabeth Lawrence