May 17th
Childhood
There is nothing that could have prepared us for this.
Nothing, ever.
Me, my family, parents now gone, grandparents well
remembered
Even stories of bravery and courage in the World Wars in
the 20th century. Nor before that.
This is totally beyond our comprehension and imagination.
Although we pretended to live our lives normally.
Work, at rest, food, doing family things; we could think
of little else.
But then, of course, you know that, it was and is just
the same for you.
On the other side of the world, you have all seen the same
things.
The giant spaceships. The overlords. It is crazy! Crazy!
It’s not just how they look.
And what they have done. It’s what it all means. And how
humanity has reacted.
And presumably an end.
Us seniors, we understand end. Don’t we? But not this
kind of end.
The young people, they seem to take this all in their
stride,
As if somehow, they were already ready. But people like
us, it’s so hard to get used to.
We sat and watched nothing else on our phones and pads.
As if history had melted into today.
What went before they came, is insignificant now,
forgotten, unimportant.
Change.
Now decades on it is hard to believe. How much has
changed. Everywhere.
I don’t follow the Dodgers, they don’t play. Nor the golf
or the tennis. Stopped, gone.
No arguments over politics and interest rates. Money.
No violence.
No guns.
No police.
And people everywhere…. Well, it’s as if they don’t care…
About anything.
I’m scared.
Seems we are closing down.
And no end-of-term sale.
No looking forward, no yesterday.
Closing down.
Where are we going?
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