Living in a Land of Science Fiction and Make-Believe
Woke up this morning and felt stuck in an episode
Of The Twilight Zone where everyone was completely rude
Locked in their telephone screens texting away to the person
Standing inches away from them and not saying a word
Strange that people seem to have gotten further apart
The closer they end up being physically to each other
Believed that strong communication skills became a thing of the past
Due to no one being able to form complete sentences
Without the use of a screen or emoticons to say what they feel
Frustrated that proper grammar and sentence structures
Went by the way of William Shakespeare and the dodo
Struggled to find a way to balance tradition and modern sentiments
Found none so far to remedy the disparity between them
Forced to deal with being a present day woman with some traditional beliefs
An English major stuck in a world of short hand typing
Poor grammar and missing words in messages sent at work
Started to think that tests need to be given for people to send emails
Wondered if kindness was the next thing to be eradicated from universe
Searched for someone with a nice smile to get through today
Couldn't find one for miles and miles
Everyone seemed to be asleep at the same moment
Full of angry and sleep deprived faces with nothing left to give
Speculated where all the kind and romantic cowboys went
Believing that they went to Sin City and buried their manners
In the desert with the rest of the criminals looking to cover up
Some harsh crimes and truths from the rest of the world
Rolled my eyes at the idea of the good politician claiming to be a good person
When nothing but a wolf dressed up in sheep's clothing yet again
Believed that they would get farther in their political careers if they told truth
Just enough to earn some respect and votes
Don't need to know about all the skeletons in their closets
Some secrets are best left unsaid; from the press and everyone
Except your priest and your heavenly father if you go that route
Let's go back to the matter at hand
Starting to think that chivalry and manners are dead
Died a slow death from the days of medieval courtship
Knights and fair maidens are a thing of the bygone past
Everyone is in a hurry to get home and love to cause havoc to get there
Ready to throw in the towel and join the rest of the manic fray
Acting like hooligans to get what they want
Stepping over everyone who gets in their way
Realized and cringed that it was not in my nature to do so
Pledged to keep going down the same path
Even if the lone wolf on this road
Resigned to this fact and learning to embrace it
Time to get started.
