Techno Fire

My neighbors all came out to gander
At the first sign of light
I had just flicked my bic
On what was to be a huge bonfire

The whispers becoming frantic
When they saw my kindling wood
Every piece of technology that I own 
Which between me and freedom stood

I had my DVR, my stereo
Even my microwave
Every modern convenience
To which I'd become a slave

My Gameboy, Xbox, Playstation3
Every system known to man
All that played the game of me
I gladly let fly from my hands

I heard someone holler from the crowd
Quick call the authorities
When they saw I went back inside
And brought out my T.V.

Before it was all over
For the coup de la resistance
I tossed in my cell phone while it was ringing
Then did a little dance

As I was standing at my front door
Waving to those who had joined me
I turned off all the lights
And did a long well needed sigh of relief
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Onclaud Avatar
December 17, 2016 at 4:25 PM
we do need a noise-free day!... superb write, mike.. huggs
Flats Avatar
December 17, 2016 at 8:43 AM
Somebody is a bit cranky this morning!;-) Thank goodness your bic still operates without a circuit board. Fun one!!! ~ john
Hoffman Avatar
December 17, 2016 at 8:16 AM
Made me smile Mike; some days want to have a techno free simpler lifestyle like the Amish! :)
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