A World Tomorrow

As I watch the sun descend from view, cast shadows across the land anew, Floating warehouses engulf the sky thus the shadows never die. The drones which fill the evening air, aren’t drones of old to thus compare, but silent, programmed to communicate, delivering goods and never late. The chip implant within my hand is my identity, you understand, encrypted with a micro currency for transaction approval of efficient fluency. The robots, just like silk to touch for which nothing is too much parade the house, each play their part like humanoids devoid of heart. From cars that fly to boats that hover; with 3D printers, everything’s on offer, from building houses, making repairs to all items in need of spares. We sleep in pods with medical guile monitoring organs in high tech style. Ageing, now a long lost plague of a distance past so acutely vague. The cell phone, an archaic relic now holographic, almost psychedelic, run your life, in complete control, total dependency with no parole. Vacations restricted not to Earth, so choose the planet of your birth, Venus, Mars even the moon places you will visit soon. But species die out day by day, we can do nothing else but to pray, for nature’s habitat must prevail, not advancements which the humans hail.