Nobody reads poetry anymore...

Nobody reads poetry anymore...

Life has gotten far to loud for us to hear above the roar, 

of angry shouting heads and flashing lights and speeding cars

of children who grow up too fast

and self-inflicted scars.

We have lost the word 'contentment'

we've forgotten how to laugh

instead we bathe in our resentment

and we tear our world in half.

we've forgotten all our music,

lost the steps to all our dance

we've got sex and drugs and rock n' roll, 

but lost the sweet romance 

of a beautifully placed word

or a phrase that coaxes tears 

from the hardest-weathered heart

and we are blanketed in fears,

and each day it gets louder

and each second grows more dim

and each day it gets harder just to hear above the din

of the rising mad cacophony, 

the symphony of  strife

we are wrapped in cold technology

and bereft of love of life

yet, it only takes a moment to remember how to live

to shut out the droning chaos and to let ourselves forgive

all the grudges we've been holding 

and let go of all the pain

to seek the beauty of a moment 

and in that second, start again.