Phones

I sit here thinking

About a time that was

When smiles where there

When frowns were gone

Were eyes looked up not down

Where did that time go?

People look, see what I see

The zombie in our minds is now

We don't speak

We don't think

We don't smile. 

Can this be reversed?

Can it be erased?

Can it?

Can the smiles 

Can the joy,

The gaze of eyes

Come back?

Only time will tell,

But a start is to put it all down. 

Put it away, and be human.