It's good to get in, when you seem locked out:
WTF is he talking about?
The unholy trinity! Haven't you heard?
What are you on about!
O, you think it's absurd?
You can tell their wicked, despotic rulers, wanting absolute power..
Robbing, plundering, the great and the small..
Convinced it's necessary, we give them our all.
F'em, I say, I'll wear 'em down...
I just keep hitting the button, and don't make a sound.
Access! access!
Who am I to you?
You don't even have a face!
And you want what? Your a disgrace..
Please use us, you know, we are free!
An oxymoron, from the terms I read.
So what's the ranting all about? I can't remember the title?
I think I just needed to get it off my chest,
Before I am once again, exiled.
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- Comment from author about the poem: I\\\'m still battling to log on. I refuse to use apps.\r\nI recently had to put whatsapp back on my phone, and I remembered why I despised it.\r\nCloudflare, whoever that is? Seems to me the unholy trinity. \r\nSee you whenever
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Modernization, technology, progress they call it but with each step forward to convenience a step backward for freedom and privacy. A lovely cry in poetic form
Thanks again. It's not that I have anything to hide, I am just a number!
But I have principles.
Here's to freedom,
Cheers.
You are most welcome
I guess rarer know than not. Have you read 1984 and Animal Farm? The assessment must be that who is ignorant shall pay dearly. Ergo, "ignorance is bliss." Nicely rendered with excellent imagery and a curious poignancy. Thank you for sharing.
Yes, I read 1984 in 1976, It's another case of fact following fiction.
Thanks, once again, for your contributions, your one of my favourites!
You're one of mine.
I once heard a fascinating lecture by a Mennonite pastor who was making the case for us to question our use of Technology. I forget which person he was citing from, so you might already know this. But the famous quote he was quoting was "The median is the message". The things we use affect us in ways we never imagine, and in ways we don't notice as it is a gradual perception change.
He then gave a few examples.
When we are saying things orally (telling stories or poetry around a campfire or even just together), it is a bonding Tribal thing. The median of oral communication enforces this tribal outlook on the world.
Then we invented writing, which isn't in itself evil, and it allowed us to reach new advancements in every single field. We had an immortal memory so it seemed so we weren't stuck blindly passing information onwards through oral communication for the rest of our lives. Super helpful, BUT it gives us an individual outlook. We spend less time with others, start caring less about others for we become more self dependent.
Now, with the rise of social media and the telephones, we have a new dilemma. We feel like we are communicating with people, but we have a barrier in between us. We aren't physically present with anyone, but we feel as if though we are. We are lying to ourselves in every respect. Social media is a Tribe of Individuals. We still are selfish though we think we care, but social media neither fulfills us in the tribal aspect for we aren't really experiencing what it means to be in a tribe, and also we often become absorbed into the social media losing our individuality as we seek to find some fulfillment in it, though it never fulfills.
Nice poem!
It was explained to me that we are tribal, and we should only be concerned with the things that affect our tribe. We were never meant to have the worry of the whole world.
It was a lot less complicated, in the good, old days!
Wonderful rhyming outrage at the frustrations of living in these modern times. The rhythm is excellent and I agree with the tone of your expression. Nice write
Thank you, interesting thing- I've been able to log in straight away since writing it! Hmm
That’s interesting, a sympathetic glitch in the matrix perhaps? I do wonder about the sign in process…good work on the rhyme.
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