I remember when conversations where spoken at a time
Now, everything we must say has to be involved online
The doors shut and our walls go up
When someone talks, we reply hazily, “What?”
We live in a world where the items we possess
Are more important than family, friends, love, because all of those are cared for less
At dinner, a televised marketed screen plays
No one ever dares to ask anymore, “How was your day?”
Out with friends, we don’t even talk
All we do it tweet and type because we’re trapped in a box 
Everyone is oblivious to what’s happening in the neighborhood
A friend of a friend got hurt and no one did anything because they thought everything was good
A child these days can’t be entertained
Without IPads, IPhones, or a computer to keep them sane
Is that we we’ve come to? A society where our own kids are brainwashed by screens?
When I was young, I’d play outside until night came on the swings
But no, not now, not ever will my children understand what fun really is
Because they think the magic of laughter lies behind an app or TV series
Now, I’m not saying it’s just you
I am indeed guilty too
I’ve missed out on my friends when they needed my help
I’ve shut down on family when there was something to be dealt
We can’t sit down in a room and speak
Without showing someone what’s on our screens
We can’t laugh until tears come to our eyes
Unless there’s something in front of us, televised
What happened to comedic board games?
Where did the family night go? Has all of that closeness become lame?
My eyes can’t believe how no one can see that this is all an illusion
Everyone needs to wake up, and then, there will only be one conclusion
Bright expensive creations have become a false dream
Family members are in different rooms because sitting together without technology is extreme
People will understand
That we have all become mad
Mad with what’s new, trapped with what’s to come next
Each and every one of us is being controlled by some sort of hex
Who knows? Maybe the love of our life will walk by and we’ll never know
That beautiful little girl will pass crying by in the cold snow
She was sobbing and I asked, “What happened?”
The girl sniffled, saying, “I lost my sister. I was distracted.”
So I’d take her to find her sister in a shop and I’d tap a tall slender girl on her shoulders
She’d turn around, and suddenly my world became sober
I saw ourselves fall madly in for each other and we’d go out
One night I’d go to her bedroom window and shout
“Marry me please!” And I’d put a ring on her slender finger to make her mine
It was a small wedding with her sister and friends and then came the time
When her sister died
I never saw my wife cry so hurt and pained
If there was only something I could do to make it okay
A year later passed
She came to me late at night saying, “You ready to be a Dad?”
Confused, I asked why
She said it was no lie
“You’re going to be a Dad!” she laughed and I’d smile so hard that my cheeks hurt
My baby boy would grow and I’d watch him eventually button his own shirt
I’d push him on the swing, and when he was five, he got a teddy bear
My son played until night came outside each day with no minute to spare
We’d take pictures with his diploma in his hand
One day, he’ll come home and say crying, “You’re going to be a granddad.”
I’d hold my granddaughter and kiss her chubby cheeks
Looking at my wife in shock and say, “She has your sister’s eyes Annie.”
Then came the time, my princess laid in her death bed,
Her final words, “I’m grateful you met my sister Beth.”
My wife died, and a few days later, I joined her in the heavenly sky
But all this is a lie
Because I never talked to the little girl passing by in the snow
She was using her IPad to find her way back home
And I was on my phone
The two of us walked right passed and my future wife married someone else
Beth did die, and it was all because of a man driving while on his cell
My wife’s daughter grew up with an IPad at the age of two
And she spend all day, inside, playing on apps and missing the sky that is blue
My wife lived long, but one day she crossed the street
Forgetting to look up from her invention when the light turned green
Her grandson grew up staring at pictures of his grandma on his phone from age eight
Not realizing that he was the bait
And as for me
I remained behind technology for years to pass, still searching for what could have been
Unaware that my future wife passed by me in a shop when I was seventeen