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No Connection
We live in a world of little to no connection
And the crazy thing is no one sees a need for correction
Where things today move faster than ever
Emails are sent, texts are typed, and life flies through a server
We watched too many movies
Streamed too much music
Chased too many digital monsters
If I asked you who your neighbor was,
Would you think I was bonkers?
Do you remember what you said to the last person you passed on the street?
“Hey”, “What’s up?”, “How ya doin?’ or was it something real sweet?
Did they respond to you?
“Sup.” “Nothin.”, “Alright.” or did they just pass you by?
Are we just in our own little world catching the best signal of wi-fi?
Were you chasing the newest tweet?
Or the latest filter on that funny picture?
(did he just say “tweet?” how old is that?)
Leave me alone and look in the mirror.
Video’s so funny we only watch about 10 seconds before we swipe to the next one
Can you sing the lyrics to 5 songs on the radio or not even name just one?
What did you learn today?
“I heard that that guy did that thing over in the place.”
Really? How do you know? Please don’t tell me it was on the book of the Face.
That’s how I heard about it, I saw him in the headline.
It’s what some other guy said. I’m sure I heard it some time.
What was the last thing you read longer than 140 characters?
Did you lose interest and it just didn’t register?
Was it boring because it was about policy, a movement or another story just like all the rest?
“It reminded me about the last one”, yeah? Let’s put you to the test.
Was it last week, last month, last year? It all blurs the same.
“I don’t keep up with that stuff man! Just turn around with all that shame”
Oh so because you don’t know your neighbor
Or who passed that last law
That it’s MY fault?
Well… in some way it is. I helped give rise to this fatal flaw.
I’m one of the ones who is content to let you be a zombie to all the digital pages
Not looking any further, or caring any deeper than your friend who follows your pages
When was it permissible to shortchange your speech?
When half of the stuff you type are pictures for pronunciations just out of your reach.
“It takes more time, its hard work, I don’t know what that means”
I’ve allowed you to become lazy and butcher the English that was the Queen’s.
What if one day you looked at one another?
Not through a tiny lens but in person.
What would you say? Would it be too weird?
Can’t think of a fate that was a worse one?
Would you tell them they were pretty? That you liked the sound of their laugh?
Why not man up and go for it, you won’t suffer their wrath.
Dare to do better than “pretty.” How about “beautiful”, “stunning”, or “wondrous”
Maybe they are clever, insightful, extraneous, flirtatious, stalwart, or boisterous.
What would it mean to you to hear them tell you what it is that they felt?
“I get nervous” “I’m excited” “You always put a smile on my face?”
“I’m still searching” “I feel that way too”
Well welcome to the human race!
There is too much out there to sum up in a meme.
If you’d look around you’d see what I mean
The color is too bright; the sun is too warm,
You may miss out on all the world has to offer.
Read a little and you may end up reading more
Get some words in your brain soon you will end up talking to one another
Just because it’s easy or doesn’t take very long
Doesn’t mean it’s all good for you, maybe it doesn’t belong
In my final thoughts for the day please let me be clear
I’m not calling for the bond fires fed with tablets, phones, and other pieces of gear
Just don’t lose your true self till all your brain has been spent
If you lose yourself you won’t know exactly where you went
All you’ll be able to see is your reflection in the IPhone screen
You will lose focus on anyone else worth being seen
You won’t see them, won’t know them, and about you they won’t have a clue
Make sure they know who you are, who best to tell them than you?
Speak well when you talk, and you will be remembered fondly
For how smart you were and how you acted so kindly
Lead a new generation to re-forge their connections
And it won’t be a tragedy when there is no need for a correction.
And the crazy thing is no one sees a need for correction
Where things today move faster than ever
Emails are sent, texts are typed, and life flies through a server
We watched too many movies
Streamed too much music
Chased too many digital monsters
If I asked you who your neighbor was,
Would you think I was bonkers?
Do you remember what you said to the last person you passed on the street?
“Hey”, “What’s up?”, “How ya doin?’ or was it something real sweet?
Did they respond to you?
“Sup.” “Nothin.”, “Alright.” or did they just pass you by?
Are we just in our own little world catching the best signal of wi-fi?
Were you chasing the newest tweet?
Or the latest filter on that funny picture?
(did he just say “tweet?” how old is that?)
Leave me alone and look in the mirror.
Video’s so funny we only watch about 10 seconds before we swipe to the next one
Can you sing the lyrics to 5 songs on the radio or not even name just one?
What did you learn today?
“I heard that that guy did that thing over in the place.”
Really? How do you know? Please don’t tell me it was on the book of the Face.
That’s how I heard about it, I saw him in the headline.
It’s what some other guy said. I’m sure I heard it some time.
What was the last thing you read longer than 140 characters?
Did you lose interest and it just didn’t register?
Was it boring because it was about policy, a movement or another story just like all the rest?
“It reminded me about the last one”, yeah? Let’s put you to the test.
Was it last week, last month, last year? It all blurs the same.
“I don’t keep up with that stuff man! Just turn around with all that shame”
Oh so because you don’t know your neighbor
Or who passed that last law
That it’s MY fault?
Well… in some way it is. I helped give rise to this fatal flaw.
I’m one of the ones who is content to let you be a zombie to all the digital pages
Not looking any further, or caring any deeper than your friend who follows your pages
When was it permissible to shortchange your speech?
When half of the stuff you type are pictures for pronunciations just out of your reach.
“It takes more time, its hard work, I don’t know what that means”
I’ve allowed you to become lazy and butcher the English that was the Queen’s.
What if one day you looked at one another?
Not through a tiny lens but in person.
What would you say? Would it be too weird?
Can’t think of a fate that was a worse one?
Would you tell them they were pretty? That you liked the sound of their laugh?
Why not man up and go for it, you won’t suffer their wrath.
Dare to do better than “pretty.” How about “beautiful”, “stunning”, or “wondrous”
Maybe they are clever, insightful, extraneous, flirtatious, stalwart, or boisterous.
What would it mean to you to hear them tell you what it is that they felt?
“I get nervous” “I’m excited” “You always put a smile on my face?”
“I’m still searching” “I feel that way too”
Well welcome to the human race!
There is too much out there to sum up in a meme.
If you’d look around you’d see what I mean
The color is too bright; the sun is too warm,
You may miss out on all the world has to offer.
Read a little and you may end up reading more
Get some words in your brain soon you will end up talking to one another
Just because it’s easy or doesn’t take very long
Doesn’t mean it’s all good for you, maybe it doesn’t belong
In my final thoughts for the day please let me be clear
I’m not calling for the bond fires fed with tablets, phones, and other pieces of gear
Just don’t lose your true self till all your brain has been spent
If you lose yourself you won’t know exactly where you went
All you’ll be able to see is your reflection in the IPhone screen
You will lose focus on anyone else worth being seen
You won’t see them, won’t know them, and about you they won’t have a clue
Make sure they know who you are, who best to tell them than you?
Speak well when you talk, and you will be remembered fondly
For how smart you were and how you acted so kindly
Lead a new generation to re-forge their connections
And it won’t be a tragedy when there is no need for a correction.
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