And we are running red lights

And we are running red lights

Rushing through morning traffic

    unaware of the cars

        waiting to turn

Rushing on speed control

    so that we can spend our time

        on a screen posting filtered memories

            that we only recall when notified

We are running red lights

From jobs to frozen microwave dinners

    and children that say everything was fine at school today

        while never looking up from a screen that alerts them

            three years ago you shared a picture of the two of you

            standing by a lake

                tiny fish in both your hands

                eyes bright

But we continue to run red lights

    too busy rushing to lives that only glow

        when we touch a screen