Poem – Remnants (By Gary Beck)

Remnants

The once proud avenues

of vaunted shops

now are deserted.

Only the ghosts

of employees past

haunt the cobwebbed stores,

all that remains of the departed

unable to get other jobs,

abandoned by their masters,

unable to adapt

to changing circumstances,

conditioned to servitude,

unfit for opportunities

limited to the few

capable of functioning

in the Information Age.