PEOPLE AND THINGS We're married to things And divorced from people The church is empty We admire the steeple I won't look at you Don't you look at me Together we stare At the color TV Our talk built bridges Silence tore them down We purchased a stereo And turned up the sound I reached out my hand And you held it so tight But now we touch buttons And say it's alright We're married to things And divorced from people The church is empty We admire the steeple
Reason for writing:
This poem was inspired by my concern about the materialistic
nature of our society. We devote more time to things (which
are dead) than we do cultivating relationships with people.
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