Instant Gratification Poem by Deborah Downes

Instant coffee, microwave meals, quick-pick lotto
The faster the better! is society’s motto
Fast food, faster cars and service
Waiting at all will make us too nervous
ATM’s, drive-thru windows, internet hopping
Choose many sorts of one-stop shopping
Test-tube babies, mail-order brides, even personal ads
Has living, itself, become a mere fad?
Same-day delivery, photos, and surgery
Such claims often prove to be but a perjury
Whatever happened to haste makes waste?
How can we enjoy without savoring the taste?

Instant gratification is truly ironic
Nothing good comes easy is a much better logic
God made it all, in only one week
Through our feeble attempts, is it His power we seek?