I, apologize in advance,
For, the health of your eyes and your hands,
Thumbs, are busy, they’re doing their dance,
On the dancefloor of our touchscreens, and,
The river of time has eroded the borders
when it wasn’t social, it wasn’t normal
to just stare at multiple screens everyday
with a record of what I type-browse-do-or-say!
Life is just screens, and digital records,
with so much detail, it just leaves me breathless.
Smart home assistants are listening in
and so is your phone, so sophisticat-ed.
Radio signals, LED lights,
gentrifying the air every night,
I don’t resist it, just keep in mind
the way that humans keep bending space and time.
Our bodies react, pupils retract,
Whatever you post on the internet, you can’t take back.
Convenient and fast,
built to cost you money, but never to last.
“Nowadays, tech is so great! World at our fingertips,”
or so they’re saying.
But upgrade your knowledge and just keep your guard up,
And don’t substitute something else for your brain. – RSM
