High Tech

I am the forerunner

Without me,

Your songs are not portable

Your music is incomplete

Your world is tune deaf

I am the one battling for existence

Without me

You cannot remember old songs

You cannot dance to your favourite tunes

Your world is dead silent

I am the one who made you high with my low tech

Now, you have replaced me with some high tech

You have divorced me and cling to iPod, iTunes, music streaming

Your heart is nestling in the bosom of Mp3, Mp4 and flash drive

I am the cassette.

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