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[sid] => 166312
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => How Few the Man
[time] => 2011-05-16 16:39:33
[hometext] => First write in a LONG time. It's been a rough two years.
[bodytext] => How few the man today, who gazes 'pon the sea An' marvels at the foamy breaking waves An' dares for but an hour, to shun modernity And drink it in only as a mem'ry to be saved No-He'll take a dozen digital photographs Like a thousand men the day before An' consult the image in place of memory With time, a memory no more. He'll once stumble 'pon an apple tree An' pluck an apple so pure an' ripe An' use his fancy phone to tell 'bout it An' all who come will moan and gripe, For when come they to the apple tree None shall find a sim'lar treat; They came not upon the fruit by chance And their apples will ne'er taste as sweet. How many is the child today Who speaks of things they've ne'er seen! Why go outside an' use your eyes When you've got a plasma screen? Why work for your enjoyments In this on demand an' instant age? I damn an' scorn the lot of them Who think themselves so great and sage But ne'er read the words of ancients To learn from their mistakes Who won' go without the internet To a stream or mount or lake Who in winter sit an' sip in warm cafes An' complain the whole while 'bout the snow An' at night won' watch a meteor show'r For fear they'll miss their fav'rite show An' yet I also weep for them Who look down 'pon older leisures An' see a cabin with no electricity As a curse an' not a pleasure Who ne'er ate a supper By the light o' kerosene An' saw an unspoil'd sky of a million stars Soft' light a virgin prairie green, An' form an endless dome 'bove their bedroll full fifty mile from another soul...... [comments] => 1 [counter] => 186 [topic] => 44 [informant] => scott [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Nostalgic )
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