these days they come
these days they go
and with each passing day come death,
life, faith, religion, passion, hatred, independence, survival, love, and emotions.
and as these days wake and sleep
we become more and more reliable on digital designs and creations
we use them to feed us, entertain us, clothe us
but we do not need such ways to help us, we don’t need them to survive
living among each other as family not foe is what it should be
respecting our enemies like friends
and living with nature at peace
we do not need to destroy our home to live
live in gods name
live in serenity not hatred and of abhorred presences
live like you care about you and others
life is worth while when you make it that way
our kind should go back to the days of living as a community
of having friends as neighbors and kids that don’t want the 'next best thing'
we need to live like our past
we need to love life and live it fully not electronically
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem