Technology

Technology was meant to set us free Sadly, it wasn't to be A generation of zombies Wasting our lives away Poking people down invisible wires Laughing out loud as they reply With a 10-second video Of a monkey drinking his own pee Weren't we more productive When only four channels were on the box? In the days when watching nobodies Go about their daily business Was reserved for peeping toms And the secret police Christ could come back tomorrow Dispensing wisdom That would echo through the years But nobody would be able to hear him With white Ipod headphones Stuck in their ears The moral decay is well under way When a live feed Of bestiality Is just a click away