David Wood

Gold Star - 12,216 Points (07 April 1950 / London)

Sonnet 82: On Youth - Poem by David Wood

All the youth of today want is their ‘I’ phone:
Communicate through social media,
Just sitting in their room all alone
Unknown friends acting all the seedier.

With very few real friends they are an island
Drifting through the day missing nature’s feast
They wear their loneliness like a garland
They are under the power of the beast.

So oblivious to the written word
Educationally barren, what a waste
And never hearing the song of a bird
They lack life’s experience and have no taste.

Oh, what does the future hold for our youth?
Will they grow up and learn of nature’s truth.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

This does not apply the every young person, but quite a lot depend on their 'I' phone and social media friends to get through their day. Also the constant use of abbreviated English when texting has seeped into written English and has eroded the beauty of the English language. As a result of focussing on the social media experience the beauty of nature is all but lost on most young people.

Comments about Sonnet 82: On Youth by David Wood

  • Pamela Sinicrope (9/10/2015 3:09:00 PM)

    I am a mil other of three adolescent boys... Enough said. I worry about all these things too... But I also marvel at how easily they live in this new electronic world and also how they express themselves in it. The beauty of nature, however, is unparalleled. I myself have struggled with this topic in my own writing as you will also find teens using texts to cry for help from their peers about their loneliness and desperation.... Your poem is well written (Report) Reply

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  • (8/30/2013 1:12:00 PM)

    I am fearful that our modern youth are settling into a world of meaningless futility-so sad.
    You told it straight, right to the gut. Will any be able to write a worthy sonnet? -10
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  • Heather Wilkins (8/28/2013 12:36:00 PM)

    the teens in my country are on the cell phone constantly texting and whatever. my granddaughter said : I must have a smart phone so she has one. text text text. ha ha ha a good poem (Report) Reply

  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (8/21/2013 9:34:00 AM)

    Never hearing the song of a bird
    Today's youth immersed in the E-world. Knowledge is available on the web. They must also learn what knowledge to seek. Thank you for another beautiful sonnet.
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  • (8/21/2013 8:40:00 AM)

    I really thank you for writing this wonderful poem! Though I don't own an iPhone, I was an addict of computer games and television. One girl changed me from both and the current profession monitors me and helps me to maintain a stable Tech-Usage. An excellent sonnet it is, in addition to that a great advice from a person who has lived in pre and post techie era! . (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (8/21/2013 8:38:00 AM)

    This is a question asked by elders all over the world! Far removed from nature and all outdoor enjoyments, they chain themselves to virtual reality! A very realistic write! ! (Report) Reply

  • Geetha Jayakumar (8/21/2013 6:13:00 AM)

    Very well said..They will lead a mechanical life, which will work like a code of instructions given to computer...A time will come all will speak in codes as no time left even to tell one sentence, too busy. I am not sure whether they will require any language also..just action may do...So is the new generation going to mechanical life.

    Beautiful poem especially for todays youngsters....Loved reading it. Made me thoughtful too.
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  • (8/21/2013 5:46:00 AM)

    A great poem, some of today's youth don't see outside their
    front doors, too interested in their computer games.
    But like you said not all are like this.
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 21, 2013

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