We humans are the gods of the computer age. We have mastered the use of ones and zeros. Some argue we have created artificial intelligence. But is it possible that ones and zeros have replaced our intelligence with servitude?
I see
Faces glued to a screen
Trying to decipher all the data seen
People no longer talk
People no longer walk
I don't know when this got its start
Cell phones are now a new body part
I see
Lights flashing
Buzzers dashing
Images blazing
Eyes glazing
Our cars tell us where to drive
And when we will arrive
It is a mystery to me
How an app is all people want to see
We are slowly dissolving into cyber space
Rarely looking up to see a human face
Free thinking is dying
Muscles are atrophying
I think I have found
People are not smarter, but dumbing down
Keyboard courage, slinging hate from afar
Hiding behind an avatar
We suffer from a terrible affliction
It's called binary addiction
So I see on many a blank face
The fate of the human race
Cyber world: one
Humans: zero
All 'dim ones and zeros programming contest poetry contest
Sponsored by: Brahm Baily
10/3/18
Told he was worth more dead than alive,
A wingless angel changed George's perspective.
Had George not been born, his town would be Hell.
When Clarence earned his wings, it rang a bell.
Buddy and Baily slept,
snug in their bed
While visions of Pet treats,
danced in their heads
They knew that soon,
Santa would be
Putting their presents,
under the tree
Their new friend Spike,
was coming today
He was leaving the woods,
for a couple of days
They woke with a yawn,
at the ring of the bell
Spike the Squirrel was here,
and with presents as well
Now, the weather was cold,
and blustery outside
So they sat by the fireplace,
and spoke of Yule tide
Spike had said that his family,
had all moved away
He was moving near us,
and here he would stay
Buddy and Baily,
looked at Spike the Squirrel,
And said " Oh Dear Santa"
the best gift in the world
So that night as they slept,
all snug in their bed
A sleigh with eight Reindeer,
flew overhead
Christmas morning they woke,
and looked at the tree
And a note there that said,
" Merry Christmas from me"
Ho Ho Ho Santa
Buddy the dog and Baily the cat
were the best of friends,
you'll see them cuddled up together
when the daytime ends
One day they went outside to play
wandered off into the woods,
they came across a babbling brook
they'd cross it if they could
Buddy heard a voice come from a tree
and smiled at what he saw,
the voice he heard was Spike the Squirrel
saying," to cross the water use that log"
Spike the Squirrel, came down the tree
and asked them both their names,
"I'm Buddy the dog,I'm Baily the cat
"you're Spike the Squirrel you say"
Spike the Squirrel showed them the way
to get across the brook,
they all went across the log
a minute was all it took
The hours seemed to speed away
for the three new friends,
Buddy the dog, and Baily the cat
wished the day would not end
They said goodbye to their friend Spike
as they went on their way,
Buddy the dog and Baily the cat
would come back again some day!
Look for more adventures from Buddy and Baily yet to come.........Taz
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