Perception

In a world where people go to great
lengths to elbow others out of their way
as they attain the heights of professional
celebrity, as an authentic practitioner of
the world's oldest profession, I take a wry
view of the acclaim vested in the artificiality
of celebrity and its worship for what does
it accomplish other than elevating yet
another nonentity through the pretext of
originality and talent that others strive
to emulate as they shriek in awe of the
degenerate culture degrading humanity.
As a housewife my accomplishments
over sixty years of married life interrupted
now and again by years of employment
in the world of business it was the state
of my home, my children's accomplishments
and my husband's companionship that I
valued. Now these aged hands knead
dough, cook meals, bake irresistible
temptations and share conversations and
long woodside walks with my husband
and our little dogs in the fullness of
nature and our growing maturity of years.
Those of our generation mirror our
varied experience and graduation toward
the future unlike the aimless, valueless
and tasteless generations that followed
and we can only express our sympathy
toward the endless vacuum we assume
their lives to be, incapable of distinguishing
priorities, of recognizing what truly
matters, languishing oblivious to the sad
emptiness of their lives and the vacuity
of their pointless aspirations, utterly sad.