Technology
Oh, technology,
You, robber:
Of our hearts
Of our minds
Of our very souls
Slaves have we become
To you
Having given up our dreams
Our ambitions
Our feelings
So
Here and there, aimlessly
Are we driven,
Sightless
Heartless
Mindless
Soulless
Against our will
Against our beliefs
Against our humanity
Consequently
Instead, of you technology,
A servant of ours to be
Subservient, to you technology, have
We become!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
30 July 2015
Copyright © Demetrios Trifiatis | Year Posted 2015
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