Speak to the world with a knowing eye,
rather the response to be noted inflection,
would that our world could take a deep breath,
remember the time we shouted across the wood.
Seems today easier to hit a keyboard,
shout out swift insecurity while hiding face.
Easier it is on the mind to shelter swift storm
in the eyes of a monitor, there seems no filter.
One time I recall my father having missed the tide,
yelled my name across the neighborhood,
such a shuddering bellow, I was a scared child,
running into his arms with tears and apology.
I wonder about a cellphone, I’m curious of a text,
had that impact been as strong with a ping.
Oh to know the true sanity of society is real,
when in a moment our feelings and emotions
are measured clearly in the arms of those we love.