where are the manners? 171

By Miles_Tails_Prower_3

Table Manners

It is light
It is dark
The young people
They hardly care

With handphones on hands
The nimble fingers tap
On the keys eyes glue
They don't care where they are

Even conversation
Even food and drinks on the table
They hardly seem aware
The nimble fingers run its course

On the screen the eyes attack
Every moment they work on it
Where's the manner they hardly know?
As they score on the screen

It is light
It is dark
It's the handphone talking
The young hardly aware own mortality