This new technology and me–
We don’t and won’t and can’t agree
That it’s any better than making a call
On a phone that’s just a phone after all–
Or sending a note written by hand with real ink,
Instead of a hurried text that reads in a single blink.
Do we have to be connected every night, every day?
Does life really have to be that way?
I’m sick of selfies, social media and Twitter,
About which everyone seems to titter
About this and that and things that don’t matter–
It’s all gone as fast as chocolate cake batter.
I long for things that keep my senses wide open
And for all those things for which I’m hopin’,
Like the welcome voice of a friend on the phone,
Or a song in my head that won’t leave me alone
Until I’ve sung it out loud for anyone to hear–
I’d sooner that than a device in my ear
That sings for me, not to me–
That just wouldn’t be me!
That’s not the way I want life to flow
With gadgets and gizmos and do-dads that go
“Beep” and “boop” and “bing” and “bong”–
Sorry, for me, that’s gone on too long–
So I think I’ll ignore them, all those neat-o devices,
And just stick to my books, my pen and all of my vices
That keep me amused and out of trouble,
And far, far way from this big technology bubble!