A pilot in the age of drones
Seeks legal highs with fatal stones
Left rattling like a bag of bones
Grounded and obsolete
A painter of two thousand cars
Patrols the seedy dim lit bars
Robotic arms pick at his scars
He sleeps upon the street
A taxi driver saw his wealth
Diminish quicker than his health
His latest car can drive itself
The first to join the fleet
A packer from the factory line
Ignored the early warning sign
Machines now box and send the wine
She used to think so sweet
The captain of a nuclear ship
Took orders from a micro chip
Malfunctions let the missile rip
Into it's mother's teat
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Can I just tell you I really am not a fan of tech, hands are always best those Tesla cars are on another level. I can barely make.my way around MPS. And I hate what it's done to our kids. I remember playing with the weebles when I was a kid but today the children sit on the sofa head in an app. Gosh sorry to go on this is a wonderful poem with a truly wonderful subject so powerful and worthy of a conversation anytime. ❤️
Thanks very much Teddy
Couldn't agree more
A pair of boots and a football for xmas and happy as a pig in shit
Changed days
Appreciate your input
There is so much to say about this topic. It can be good and bad. Tech helps us stay "connected", when our family is far away, AND work from anywhere (some of us). But it could never replace a true, physical/emotional interaction. There needs to be a balance....although it can be hard to find. Thank you for sharing!
Totally agree
I couldn't thank you without it
Just a bit of a negative viewpoint for this one
Truly appreciate your view
Many thanks
Wow, this is a great example of what not to do, huh? I am not a fan of tech either....you wove your words wonderfully through another poetic marvel!
Lovely encouraging comment Christina
So grateful
Where is your pen ?????
Just busy...trying to think of a poem...
Love it
Allegorical. Pushes up thoughts that sway. That’s another way to say
Nice write. Good read
Matters not how you say it
Appreciate it very much
Thank you Bobby
The things we do to 'get by' that end up robbing us of our lives...
Such a deep reflective write.
Enjoyable read!
Appreciate your visit and coment very much
Glad you enjoyed
Many thanks
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