A home, a fortress, a sacred space,
Laughter and love, a tight embrace.
Slowly, we invite the stranger in,
Through screens that glow, our patience thin.
Now, hollow echoes in empty halls,
A text, a post, no real calls.
"Too busy," we echo, a chorus so hollow,
In the stranger's footsteps, we blindly follow.
"Independence," he claims, "is our strength,"
Inclined towards stupidities wavelength.
Minds influenced, by a strangers' creed,
Blinding them from what they truly need.
Families, once strong, now barely cling,
To the remnants of love, a broken wing.
Divorce not a tragedy but a modern norm,
Leaving children weathered by the storm.
Send a card, make the call, don't let love stall,
Open your hearts, and let barriers fall.
Rebuild the family, strong and tight,
Don’t let a stranger win this fight…