A myriad of options

Paul Tash

When old people gaze at children
what do they see?

A myriad of options
which may never come to be?

When children glance at old folks
what do they perceive?

A mass of wrinkles
and shattered histories?

In a society where
so much is outdated
as soon as it is created
it becomes harder and harder
to connect the dots
and cross the "t"s
and dot the "i"s which
spell out social reality.