Tuesday, November 03, 2015

Tissue Paper Society


Those old loved landmarks
Each with a memory attached
 All bulldozed and replaced
By new impersonal structures


Those small winding roads 
Where we once took long walks 
On warm summer nights
Are now four lane highways

Those pretty small shops
Filled with colorful knick knacks
That we often browsed through
Replaced with city malls

Those friends we depended on
Now strangers we cannot connect with
Stuck in the games of social status
Wary, distant, cloaked in formalities

Those relationships that were
The roots of our existence
 Now discard us, only to replace
With newer ones that change day/night

Welcome to this new 
Weird, Unemotional
Disposable, use and throw 
Tissue paper society

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