Waiting For The Bus
Clumps of kids
sit on the grass
with books and backpacks
and their ever-present phones
always staring at phones
they do not see the other
right beside them
they do not care
they just wait in a trance
blankly staring at screens
waiting for the big yellow school bus
to take them away
remember the day
when we rode without phones
and were so excited to be with friends
and talk and cut up
we did not want school to start
we had friends
we had conversations
we had laughter
now we only have kids with phones
without a word between them
they do not talk, they text
emotionless
clueless
the world passes by them
and they do not even look up.
