Our mothers sleep with casual strangers
seperated fathers teary eyed drinks alone.
Both unaware of the dangers
that we face down this
Journey starts, can no longer postpone.
Devided here we have collapsed, fallen
neighbours replaced with people unkown.
Society completely stolen
by our own automation
A new future for us, needs to be shown.
Streetlights pulse like a weak heartbeat
lighting only just a few steps further ahead.
these strangers we meet
to combine our touch
feeling our way.
This path found with our fingers outspread.