Selfies

Once upon a time, within the
Confines of our youth,
To take a picture of ourselves,
We went into a booth.

We smiled, we frowned, we horsed around
And stepped out from the curtain
Where images in black and white
The camera was convertin’.

Today, instead, it’s “selfies”
Taken with a cellphone turned
To catch a photo of oneself,
To post for all concerned.

Those picture strips from long ago
Were taken as a lark,
With friends with whom on life’s adventures
We were to embark.

But nowadays these “selfies”
Grab each moment, one by one;
Yet glorifying every instant
Sucks out all the fun.

When life is thus immortalized
With ego center-staged,
I wonder if with others
All those “selfies” are engaged.