Far and away in the leap of years,
A world of boon or a kingdom of fears !
'T'echnology, simulated-reality , braindeaths, AI,
Void of 'H'umanism, a head for an eye !
Preference to nation, ignorance to natives,
Envisaging transhumanism, transducing sedatives,
Madness advances, values are lost,
Just like sunshine in the stretch of frost !
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Where is Twitter?
Who is or what is X?
I do not mean Super X?
I want to tweet a rumor
I was away for a few days
I am back. Now, I feel dazed
I am confused and mad
Where is Twitter?
I am amused and sad
I lost my sense of humor
......
sheltered by technology
escaping into their phones
no words just text tones
forgetting how to communicate
zombified by media
bombarding our heads
with dread of the outside world
face to face more like face to face time
smiling through a screen
no emotion expressed
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We hold new gods in our pockets safe and sound,
Forgetting what the world is, no looking around;
A god buzzing our lives with all sorts of sounds,
Keeping us busy, as the Earth makes rounds;
We know not what the person beside us feels like,
But we surely know, how much the market hiked;
Forgetting to communicate with the ones in front of our eyes,
Staring so hard to get a connection in the skies;
We see the world now from someone else’s view,
Never caring to notice, what around us is new;
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This entropy is getting the best of us
This entropy will take the rest of us
This novelty will leave us all behind
Will render science deaf and blind
Will take man through new designs
To conceive a way he's so inclined
To rupture space and render visions
Through eyes that only saw divisions
That which once took shape and form
Amorphous, shapeless, a new found norm.
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In a futuristic city you don't hail a taxi
Simply dial for an autonomous car
Still identified with yellow chassis
Manufactured by Jaguar
Self driving auto prowls the street like a cat
Looking to snatch a passenger
You can pay with an app for that
Just beware there's no driver
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The sky drips with oil
The birds chirp tar-like sound
The horizon swallowed the flame of the sun
As a delicacy brewed by the stars
Glass blown bulbs are fine.
The hands are eight fingered
Drywall scurried for bug-licking wires
On a web of cyan copper
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That blasted computer, I hates it so.
What he's doing with it I'll never know.
Surfing in Cyberspace, he works alone;
leaving me back on earth all on my own.
It does our finances with accuracy
but it cannot do them as good as me,
and each month we both stare at that bright screen!
Why can't things just return to how they'd been!
......
Where is Twitter?
Who is or what is X?
I do not mean Super X?
I want to tweet a rumor
I was away for a few days
I am back. Now, I feel dazed
I am confused and mad
Where is Twitter?
I am amused and sad
I lost my sense of humor
......
Yes, I'm regularly engaged
in ONLINE
and after that I exit in OFFLINE
but neither will ever take away my LIFELINE