How the world marvels at the world handheld
So much knowledge flooding towards us at a mere flick
How quickly the technology of years past remain forgotten
Steam engine, spinning Jenny, printing press
But most of all the humble pipe that flows,
Water to refresh and grow,
Waste to drain away.
All of the world’s knowledge possible by aqueduct and sewer.
Nice! It’s interesting how well the spinning Jenny lends itself to a poem. Maybe it’s the assonance.