In Desperate Need Of: A Coffeehouse
Updated: Jan 21
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To: my generation, and the generation above, and the one below.
We are in desperate need of a place for public discussion,
A public forum.
Gradually stripped of our soul, of our right and ability to think,
We take to, and are manipulated by the technologies
At our finger tips.
Social media surely has utility,
Of course it does,
But we are all learning
How to effectively use it in moderation.
We are headed down a dark path,
And have been for a while.
We need conversation,
And don’t call me a luddite for this,
Conversation like the old-days
We are in desperate need of a coffeehouse.
No, not a Starbucks or a Dunkin,
A not-for-profit place
Phones placed in lockers upon entrance,
Whatever you please.
I’ll repeat, cheap.
Tables, lots of them.
A perimeter lined with people
Demonstrating and articulating their cause
And their beliefs;
Opposite them, maybe someone whose convictions
Fall on the other side of the (aisle) room.
Or aspirant artists, promoting their writing
A place with a balcony,
Providing a birds-eye view
For the newcomer, the intimidated
But brave soul
Who wants engagement
And personal betterment.
We all know we need it.
And the youth, we need to rectify
Our mistakes, our excessive consumption,
Of, what a friend so accurately pointed out this evening,
Many of today’s ‘content creators’
Are in fact creating the opposite of real content,
Often stripped of value
We never seem to learn from our mistakes,
We continuously eat the junk food,
For our heart, tummies, and mind,
Let’s stand up.
And our humanity,
Dies when we are trapped,
Unable to comfortably express our
Thoughts and opinions,
At least allegedly,
Had revelations last year.
Bound to our homes, stuck with our thoughts, Within our deepest depths,
We recognized the things we
Need to change,
And many of us made vows that we would.
In the past,
A wake-up call, global pandemics,
Following the Black Death,
And the Spanish Flu
The roaring 20s around the globe.
We need encouragement,
We need to follow up
On our promises,
And follow through
Like the ones which the British spread
Through their colonies,
But ironically became places
Where such colonies hatched
Ideas for independence;
Unadulterated, collaborative, productive
Nowadays it seems
We all strive to return
To the office,
Remembering those days when,
And many have heard this logic by now,
Instead of sending an email,
Run down the hall,
Or just open a door,
Bursting with an idea,
So then why,
Have we not yet come to our senses,
About the need for true discussion
Out of the workplace?
A place fostering
Our desperate need for thought,
To where students,
And off script
This comes to me
That the coffeehouse is actually at
We just need
To use it.