HIGH TEA FOR I.T
A mixture of flicking and tapping
Yet I never hear people clapping
Android meant a robot in its day
But I suppose it is, in its own way
All now addicted to social media
Beware the fake news it’ll feed ya
But all this is not seen as real I.T
A bit like unfashionable high tea
More of ordering food on the go
Life is no longer gentle and slow
Everything’s now only via an app
Be wary of the subtle online trap
Windows was never all that great
And took me decades to tolerate
I do admit that I don’t use Apple
A new OS with which to grapple
But in Basic, I really used to code
Back then, it was more a la mode
Before the worldwide web existed
It was Telex numbers, as so listed
Now across the ether, it’s memes
And nefarious scamming schemes
I am sorry, but I never did think
This would take me to the brink
- Author: Twizzle48 ( Offline)
- Published: November 14th, 2024 03:24
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments2
The bits and bytes are now our life, or so they'd have us think. Yet far more others live their days without much more than ink. Tis curious how they've fooled us all.
Beautifully rendered with a haunting poignancy and superb imagery not to mention a winsome appeal despite the topic.
Thank you very much for sharing.
A wonderful write. As someone who used to code basic "a la mode" as you put it, I really appreciate this as it really captures the vast change in such a relatively short time and how that change can really leave one's head spinning, not to mention, as your poem also addresses, the dangers that have cropped up in that short time...things we would not have imagined back then. Excellent write!
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