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Sunday, January 10, 2010

The Change

Oh! It was the best of times,
Grandpa Joe said with a smile
When life was simple
And people were humble.


The joyful music of the birds floated everywhere
The air was pure and the trees were breathing
Nature was calm and the sights were soothing
Mother Earth was bountiful and people were content.



Though the distance between places was long
The distance to people’s hearts was short
Wickedness and deceit were unheard of
While helping and sharing were common all around.



Oh! But what about now?
It’s the worst of times, cried Grandpa Joe
The web of life has tightened
And the people have turned insolent.



The only sounds to be heard are the din of traffic
Soot and smog slowly kill all that is around
Seasons have gone astray; the fleeting of time is vexing
Drought and famine are prevalent and people are restless.



Machines and robots control people’s minds
It’s easier to reach the moon now than to touch our soul
All one hears is about war and murder
You close the doors of your heart and live in solitude.



This is indeed frightful, lamented Grandpa Joe
Perhaps this world will soon come to an end
And the best of times will be born again.
Hoping thus, Grandpa Joe nodded and dozed away.


carryontuesday:"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times"
[Dickens' A Tale Of Two Cities]

10 comments:

  1. Nice set of contrasts between times.

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  2. Dear Susan,

    Good wordings !
    Keep it up!

    Best Regards,
    Renjith

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  3. Yeah, good take on the 'carry on...' prompt, and welcome to MondayPoetryTrainRevisited from a fellow dabbler...

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  4. i agree with Stan -- a nice contrast there. with a touch of reality. nicely done!

    smiles,

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  5. Hi, Suan! Beautiful new look here... and I admire your writing with this post, really taking us there. :o)

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  6. Lovely poem. The Grandfather as storyteller is very comforting and gives his version of the past a feeling of truth. Glad to see you on the MondayPoetryTrainRevisited. Thank you for sharing this.

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  7. Great to see the largest number of comments (as of date) for this blog post.

    Congratulations! May the reader base grow day by day!!

    Best wishes,
    Renjith P Sarada

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  8. this is wonderful! the grandfather is filled with comfort. : )

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  9. An impeccable reflection of "change" from the view of someone who has lived through changing times that the author has conveyed through this wonderful poem.

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