No Human Contact Wanted
Don't you dare call my home,
I have no time for you.
Instead, our information we give out merrily,
To Google, Facebook and others unseen,
Of these...there is no lack.
Worse, we don't care if our cell phones
follow our tracks.
Nor hundreds of ad clicks, those monkeys
on our backs.
Clack, clack, clack.
Add the government who
follows your keystrokes.
And cameras taking our
pictures like paparazzi.!
Google filming your home?
Sometimes I feel like we
live in the land of the KGB
or Nazis.
But bent out of shape are we
by robo calls?
And never a thought how equally
robotic are we,
When we cannot leave our
own voice, God gave us on own
our phone.
So relatives can hear that
damnable robot message voice.
Hardly,a chance to rejoice!
As humans are replaced more
and more,
I helplessly try to stop this
and find it a joy to talk to a
human in any store.
If you can find one, not on a cell
phone,that is,
That's hardly a call for yet more
technological fizz.
People still need to earn a
living, robots do not.
The list is long with those
out of jobs,
As we have become such
technological snobs.
Oh~ my God!
Panagiota Romios
3/4/2019
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2019
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