davidbrucehaiku: anticipation

This Life #Poem #Poetry

But I Smile Anyway...

Not written a poem for a while…

This Life Do you remember when we were small? When the days never seemed to end, at all? The times when happiness cost not a jot And we seemed to laugh an awful lot? Do you recall that corner shop? Where sweets were a penny, and lolly pops? The bikes we used to race to the park We’d be out all day ‘til nearly dark? Finding chalk and marking grids Running like mad, and making skids? Innocent fun, those days gone by They’ll never come back, however hard we try   I pity the children born in the now To have real fun, they’ll never know how Heads buried in tablets, fingers poised to swipe Not living their life, just following hype Growing up in a world of false perfection Not enough likes, facing rejection Is this really the world we want to…

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“As our own species is in the process of proving, one cannot have superior science and inferior morals. The combination is unstable and self-destroying.”

Art of Quotation

As our own species is in the process of proving, one cannot have superior science and inferior morals. The combination is unstable and self-destroying.

Arthur C. Clarke, quote from “Voices from the Sky”, p.87, Hachette UK, 2011


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