These Days Are Very Different Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

These days are very different,
Than days long gone and passed.
Today the people run,
When shots from guns are done.

These days are very different,
Than days long gone and passed.
Today no one can guess,
Who will flip out next.

These days we live are different,
Than those we lived before.
Today people confess,
Of having homo sex...more.

These days are very different,
Than yesterdays to go.
Today people get messages,
From people they don't know.

'You sent to me a message that was texted.'
~I sent no message.~
'Yes you sent me a message wanting sex to get.
And we have yet not met.
It was you who sent that message to me texted.'

These days are different.
These days are very different.
*Pow pow.*
People are running,
From shots heard made by guns.
*Pow pow.*
These days are different.
These days are very different.
*Pow pow.*
People have given up,
On anyone to trust.
But they seek secret lovers,
To do it on computers.
And to cyber anonymous.

These days are different.
These days are very different.
*Pow pow.*
People are running,
From shots heard made by guns.
But more concern the people are,
Of who prefers their sex done.
These days are different.
These days are very different,
To compute.
These days are different.
These days are very different,
To compute.