Outside The Kids Lead Impure Lives Poem by Raj Dronamraju

Outside the kids lead impure lives
Inside their thumbs have grown freakishly large
From video games, playstations, X Box madness

Outside the kids move as little as possible
Inside they devour huge meals and slave over online conversations with people they could just as easily talk to in real life

Outside the kids run in total freedom from the restrictions once imposed for their own good by adults
Inside they talk to no one and all their focus is on technology

Outside the kids receive conflicting messages from adults afraid of showing the hand
Inside their maturity is postponed by their isolation

Outside the kids find the world has opened up but there are in fact fewer opportunities
Inside they deal with this as part of single parent households, patched together families, and with a reputation as the dumbest kids in the world

Outside the kids still interact with the opposite sex in confused persistence
Inside they watch what can be streamed through the Internet and only know about sexual relations through obscenity

Outside the kids still seem like the kids from any generation with their rebellion and their preoccupations
Inside they seem unhealthier and jaded, less tuned in despite communication overload