Sandra Haight Poet Quatrain

2118 - 100 Years From Now

One hundred years away from now...
   Two-thousand, one hundred eighteen,
advances in today's know-how
   will be the past on 'new world' scene.

Yet, what will change and what will stay...
   so hard to find an answer to,
since now a hundred years, someway,
   flies faster than it used to do.

We'll need more time for flying cars,
   sky monorails from state to state.
More time to settle up on Mars
   with air that we can acclimate.

But, lonely times we will embrace
   behind new futuristic screens.
There all our actions will take place...
   less human-like, more like machines.

We'll work from home for companies
   with formal meetings through VR;
and purchase all necessities 
   on internet's worldwide bazaar.

Provision services airways
   will drone to us our goods and food.
Home entertainment clicks away,
   through holographic aptitude.

Robotic-like machines will serve
   production done by hands before.
Technology will strengthen verve
   to more non-humanly explore.

Less face to face between our kind...
   all feelings, thoughts, fly thru the air.
Heartfelt emotions leave the mind...
   much less to think about...or care.

 
Sandra M. Haight

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James Inman June 2, 2018 at 10:28 AM Great write Sandra, leaves one wondering what it will really be like.

Richard Lamoureux June 2, 2018 at 8:32 AM This is so well done, an enjoyable and sobering piece. Hopeful and cautionary.

Daniel Turner June 1, 2018 at 10:54 AM I'm glad I won't be around to see it, Mrs Sandra. Sounds like a very scary place. Now pass me that crystal ball. I'd like to check on an old friend. lol Have a great weekend:)