You Are Getting Sleepy

Strange, disturbing and unnatural, the sight I witnessed earlier today
Two people, women, sitting outside, talking in the old-fashioned way
No phones, smart or dumb, no tablets, no pads, no games, no e-readers,
Could I detect anywhere. Should I go  and warn our fear-filled leaders?

Anyone not plugged in twenty hours per day might miss the party line
They might glimpse truth, spread sedition and that would not be fine
And age was not the issue here, these two,  I’m sure were not seniors
They looked right in the middle, since they so  clearly were not juniors

If I should ever see or know or hear about a child aged ten or younger
Who’s not electronically connected, any way, I’ll quickly start to wonder
Should I go screaming through the neon-blasted night in panic, in fear
Certain that our doom has come upon us and that the end is very near

If young people should become convinced they should go out and play
Instead of stealing cars, killing people while staring at a screen all day
Or that they want to talk to people, face to face, not just in bits and bytes
Our chances of survival have surely ended, we’ve already lost our fights