Another Dumb Poem

In a world of confusion Sitting here musing Advanced as we are Have we gone to far What ever you need to know Your knowledge you wish to grow Look at your phone it will show The time of technology is here and now Don't know, the phone will show you how Everywhere you look No more reading a book People relying more and more Never opening their door Lost in a new world they found A world wide web has us bound People die People cry Lot of folks lie Lost in the web of their own choice Sitting among many you hear no voice Humanity in a box They were sly as a fox All the fun things to do The screen must be made of glue You lose track of what's real You forget how to feel To deal Our every desire for all to see Not using our own brain Simply insane We become To some God's of knowledge to any other time in the past Knowledge now comes so.fast This little black box I think Has taken us to the brink Families no longer talk Or go for a walk Anything they want to see In the computer it be Life has been painted Tainted Cheapened to such a degree Thinking their free While chained to a little screen their attention be A matrix of our own making So many it has taken Seeing all there is to be shown becomes the reality of its own