What picked us up when we fell down?
What controls the weather, what produces sound?
Technology
Where did it come from? Where will it go?
Is there any way for us to know?
Technology
Will it make us better, will it make us fools?
Will it let us produce even more than tools?
Technology
When will it reach its end?
When will time pass so that it can no longer extend?
Technology
What is our Overlord? Who is our master?
Who cracks the whip telling us ‘Faster, faster’?
Technology
What will remain when we ?
What will allow us to see the sky?
Who will answer our screams while the people die?
Technology
All hail the robots, bow down to the machines
Allow yourself to subcumb to the elecronic marines.
Technology
Wow! Love the feel.
Thanks! (^w^)’ I like my dynamic poems a lot.