All the screens would just go dark
The gadgets they would freeze
Imagine kids would have to talk
Instead of clicking keys
We could not text a neighbor
Send pictures to a friend
And all the under-thirties
Would think the world will end
There would be no more texting
And people just would talk
Instead of sending email
A mailman would soon walk
The kids would learn
To laugh out loud
With a hearty hoot
And when they wanted
Just to talk
There’s no need to reboot
And being friends
Would be for real
With truest admiration
No silly letters
Doing that
In an abbreviation
You’d have to say
I’m sorry
Or call to say thank you
Things your fingers just may type
But your mouth forgot to do
And notes to teachers
Or your spouse
Would be written by ink
With nuances and touches
That showed that you did think
And stationery
Would embrace
The simple words we pen
To be cherished for its feel
And read and read again
Remember that most of us lived
In such a crazy time
When all this would be daily fare
And I would not need to rhyme
We say that this technology
Has bridged our existence
I think sometimes that it just made
A certain sort of distance
We cannot turn off
All the toys
Or disconnect them all
But I just ask
That once a week
Instead of text
Please call!
