Unknowing uninitiated somewhat daft in a setting mild
I sauntered through my childhood I was yesterday’s child
The things I did not know did not make or break me
Time knowledge friendships smiles so many things were free
School never churned out Einsteins and Picassos all the time
Playgrounds were for real with real grass real trees to climb
Home offered comfort relationships did not need updates
I was never looking over my shoulder for appraisal of traits
Life happened to grown-ups and they took it on their chin
An equanimity across the warren there was no loose or win
Some things were taken for granted some grants were never taken
There was value attached to honesties the deceits left us shaken
The ambience changed color slowly seemingly innocuous
The transformation almost invisible and yet so ubiquitous
I cannot recognize the child of today my perception is failing
I cannot keep up with Wikipedia and google my info is trailing
The child of today is smarter by far so much more accomplished
On the tip of his fingers he has things more than he has wished
The shoulders carry more burden the soul projects less feeling
The asocial side-effects of social media have left them all reeling
Carefree is a forgotten word home truths are being rewritten
The enchantment of a hundred likes each and every one is smitten
I want to recede into my shell I want to regain old sensibilities
The sheer dimension ‘social’ has taken makes me doubt my abilities
There is always someone on YouTube who can do it better than you
There is always an opinion too many when you didn’t even ask for a few
The legitimacies the lies the excitement are here now and then gone
This is an incredible overwhelming complicated era in which to be born!
Well said Farida and so true for, I would imagine, for most of us.
thanks Irfan