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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