Thursday, March 29, 2012

The Human Touch: a poem by John McKinley Pride Jr

"The Human Touch"

(this was just on a whim a thought)

WE ARE SLAVES TO IT ALL...WE MISS THE HUMAN TOUCH AND DON'T EVEN KNOW IT.

WE MISS LOVE WHEN IT IS IN FRONT OF US AND WE MISS FRIENDSHIP WHEN IT STANDS NEXT TO US.

WE MISS THE HUMAN TOUCH AND IT IS WHAT WE NEED THE MOST.

TO HOLD,TO HUG,TO KISS,TO LOVE, TO DREAM OUR DREAMS AND TO OWN OUR DREAMS.

WE MISS IT ALL AS IT PASSES US BY, AS IT STANDS IN FRONT OF US AND WE ASK OUR SELVES WHY?

WE HAVE LOST THE HUMAN TOUCH THAT ONCE MEANT SO MUCH.

I AM A SLAVE TO IT ALL i CAN NOT LIE.

I HAVE FALLEN IN LOVE WITH WHAT IS NOT REAL; THAT THING THAT CAN NOT FEEL.

A COMPUTER LOVE BREAK DOWN A HUMAN EMOTION LET DOWN AND IT ALL SEEMS SO REAL.

IT FEELS LIKE IT FILLS THE VOID IN US THAT WE ALL HAVE INSIDE.

TO FEEL LIKE YOUR PART OF SOMETHING THAT IS NOT THERE LIKE THE NUMBERS ON A BANK TELLERS COMPUTER IT'S NOT ALL REALLY THERE.

WE HAVE LOST THE HUMAN TOUCH THAT THING THAT AT ONE TIME MEANT SO MUCH.

By John McKinley Pride Jr.
©3/29/12

2 comments:

WilliamsMoM said...

So much is taken for granted, is it not? Too much left unsaid. Bien Hecho/Well Done!! ~A

John McKinley Pride Jr said...

Thank you WilliamsMoM I wish you the very best. Thank you for the wonderful comment it is true we loos so much in this world.