The World of Communication

When the first humans walked the earth, They all huddled in droves, Hooted and cried to warn of dangers, Lurking in the mangrove, Loud voices and echoes, conveyed a return, Along with a large kill, A lone unreached tenor, to a hut, Set a loved one’s heart standstill, In the history of civilization, came a time, When animals and horses tamed, A carrier of letter, ahead of human heel, To reach the destination named, The myth of Homer of failed Grecians, To set Helen free from Troy, The final message was an encrypt of soldiers, Inside a toy horse-decoy, Philippides persistent run, From the Marathons’ battlefields, to Athens, Collapsed dead in the assembly, With the news of war won, is legend, Egyptian romance in papyrus, Decreed with power of will, Etched hieroglyphs into eternal life, On a dead pharaohs-hill, Early children, would make a toy, With a string tied, across two cans, Communicate in glee, mutually, With mouth to ear commands, Famed Alexander Graham Bell, Set the telephone to a first ring, Thomas Alva Edison’s phonograph, Could record sounds, in a zing, Then there were the ones, who could not see, For they had no holy grail, Until dots in paper felt embossed, By the touch of Louis Braille, Guglielmo Marconi’s crackle of a radio, Could travel through empty space, Samuel Morse presented a code, To ease communiqués’ relay race, Distances with time, no longer mattered, For the changes of modern age, With the mind to machines of Stevenson, Wright Brothers and Karl Benz, The first moving images, from John Baird, Set the world to a stage, A media was born with timeless reach, To the corner of a human cage, A splitting atom, Einstein prophesied, Would release energy, so great, A flick of an evil mind on the edge, And all life on earth, shall obliterate In the year of the war, to dispatch ‘death’, Rockets traversed in a race, Sanity returned, it escaped earth’s gravity, To get humanity into space, Then came a machine, which could calculate, Without a human brain, It changed the lifestyle of humanity, Into a dependent reign, Such was its influence that it put Function of the human brain to end, Put the mind of humanity to sleep, And woke up a surreal trend, It was the times when one would be happy, To extend the ballgame in a field, Not fetch excuses, to indulge in a count Of virtual monsters killed, Timeless days when one would urge, A drop to a friend’s house chatter, Did those days appear better, Without the social netter?