I am lost in a world where there is no family
I have the privilege of being a part of
What so few do
So few know the rules
Crusted sand stands as a reminder of once fertile ground
The lost
The lonely
Thirst for what is before them
Unable to drink they insist they can’t
They insist they tried
Text message thoughts without a face to face
How cold we have become
How lonely the world is
Filled with heads down
Eyes shy or worse scared
The feed keeps them going
Scrolling across the screen
It is always better on the other page
Google their beliefs
Package their thoughts
Digital trinkets and bells
Where are mothers like mine?
Where are we now?
Lost without family.