Wednesday, June 3, 2015

Plastic Palm Trees

It had been years
The sun still shined everyday
But the traffic and smog choked out the life

The possibilities, the memories, the forever friends
All had gone with the rain to another place
The state was dry, the hope of the future here dry too

In the end, all that mattered was money
Networking, CEOs, CFOs, IPOs
Where'd you go to school?

The depth was not there
The concern for people was not there
Status, who you knew, who you instagramed

This world was a virtual reality
The people just characters passing through
Nothing to endure

On to the next big thing...leaving