Nostalgia Poem by Robert Brendan

Nostalgia



at a a time
it seemed
through the microfiche
of literature
that the questing
question
aspect of the youth of the
day carried fire and fruit.
but now
with little ceremony
I will say that
those people in the fifties
with voices loud enough
to have their dissent
relegated to footnote and
aside,
were right
when their thinking was:
Television will kill
the soul.

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