Trapped in Technology
my Blackberry is a strange
and bitter fruit.
i expected it to be sweet
but my tongue and heart are surprised
by the tangy taste of modern-day technology.
people rarely pick up the phone and call anymore.
this form of produce vibrates all day
and dies before i can even get to celebrate
the chance for me and others to speak and relate.
personal modes of connecting
have been roughly replaced by texting
and i can’t take it.
we don’t even know how to talk to each other anymore,
forget the tune of our friends’ voices,
but know their short catch phrases
and which smiley faces
they prefer to use.
even “i love you”‘s get diminished
and any form of genuine compassion is finished
because important thoughts and words
are condensed to fit character limits.
honest reactions turn into “lol”‘s and “omg”‘s
and if i get one more of these stupid
“how r u”‘s
i’m going to scream!
how come you don’t call me anymore?
i guess it’s the increasing pace of the world
where most people don’t have the time or energy
to step aside and focus on one thing
so they move onto multi-tasking,
juggling schedules with smart phones
as their concentration is evicted from their home.
i guess it’s just a sign of today–
the fact that in writing these lines,
my Blackberry has buzzed 8 different times,
ripe with electronic updates.
the machine age
robs me of my sanity.
i just can’t tolerate
this lack of humanity.
This entry was posted on October 10, 2008 by Farah. It was filed under poetry and was tagged with Blackberry, call, compassion, connection, friends, fruit, honesty, humanity, modern, phone, poem, poetry, smart phone, technology, text message, trapped.