There will always be something wrong today; <br />That might have been right yesterday, <br />But who are we to decide what is wrong and right, <br />For today or any other day or night? <br /> <br />Sure there will always be the good old days, <br />And as sure as these days will be old, we too must change our ways. <br />Maybe when these days are ild we will find something good <br />About them, for all good things are worth the wait; Dude. <br /> <br />We have internet and superfast communication, <br />But do we gain better wisdom from having more information? <br />We know what is causing AIDS yet still the statistics rise. <br />Are we overwhelmed by what we know or is it all a surprise? <br /> <br />I come not to offer a quick and convenient fix <br />To the present problems, I'm just adding a few idioms to the mix. <br />Idiom, sounds a lot like idiot; especially to the idiot who might <br />Be thinking that idioms are old, so let me set him aright: <br /> <br />I wrote a letter to a friend the other day, <br />It took three days to reach her but I at least said everything I had to say. <br />Now I could easily have called her in three minutes then <br />End up paying three times the amount for fewer words than my pen. <br /> <br />So which is the easier way? <br />The quick, pocket pinching convenience of today, <br />Or the slow satisfaction that was and is still available? <br />Hear my voice through pen and paper, Or touch my words through a cable.<br /><br />Nkululeko Mdudu<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-letter-over-the-phone/
