No Longer the World

Everything changes; life rearranges

The way that, for years, things would be.

We go with the flow, for what we used to know

Is no longer the world we can see.

 

It isn’t just age, for when people engage

With each other, the way that they act

Seems more crude and imbued with a mean attitude

That is lacking in manners and tact.

 

Such negative views, like I read in the news,

Filters down from the leader in charge

And the toadies, like sheep, scared of making a peep,

Think their boot-licking helps them loom large.

 

While we wait and debate, all this free-floating hate

Forms a coating that makes us all numb.

Though I won’t be around, maybe hope will abound

In the years and elections to come.