CHRIST IN WINTER: Reflections on Faith & Life for the Years of Winter
I SEE THE BOYS OF 5G IN THEIR RUIN-Poem [Sa, 6-26-21]
I see the boys of 5G
in their ruin
eyes mesmerized
by their tiny screens
of flickering reality
They walk in the splendors
of flowering dogwoods
but they see only
the dancing girls of
tiktok
the world of warcraft
the dragonbalz of anime
and rovers on the planet
Mars
nothing on the street
beneath their unfelt feet
In trees above ring out
the joy songs of the bluebirds
the romance of the
squirrels
[lady chattering’s lover]
the love songs of cicadas
Farmville of the robins
as they build their nests
The boys of 5G walk on
unimpeded
in their sounds
of silence
The picture falls apart
The connection cannot hold
They zombie on
Hazed, fazed, amazed
in the being of
nothingness
John Robert McFarland
With thanks and apologies
to Dylan Thomas {I see the boys of summer in their ruin} and Wm. Butler Yeats
{The Second Coming} and D.H. Lawrence {Lady Chatterly’s Lover}and Paul Simon
{The Sounds of Silence}and Jean Paul Satre {Being and Nothingness}.
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