Hope Never Rests

While looking for a bridge

to cross over tonight

 

Connecting time honored values

to internet blight

 

I thought and I pondered,

as I surfed on the net

 

But the things that it offered

were sadly abject

 

Where is the laughter,

the thrill of the chase

 

Through forest and meadow,

with all of your mates

 

Gone is the connection,

looking eye into eye

 

Replaced with an I-pad,

and virtual lies

 

The children are programmed,

their bits and their bytes

 

With screens the new playgrounds,

their couches—their life

 

Where all of this leads,

I’m fearful to know

 

As I look for that bridge,

where our youth can still go

 

To return from the chaos,

to a welcoming time

 

Where friendships were made,

in a tree you just climbed

 

But the harder I search,

the dimmer it gets

 

Quicksand reinvented,

their minds it besets

 

Though cards stack against me,

I remain on my quest

 

The young are still worth it

—and hope never rests

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2017)

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