Cannot Imagine

Cannot Imagine

                                                                          I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream ~ Philip Brent Harris


Have you this modern truth brought home,
Your devices, machines, smarter than you?
With all their various prompts and screens,
Your car and phone communicate, so new.

New to me; I’m old, adult before this time.
My first job, each file kept on paper alone,
Eight jobs in, till a mainframe I must climb.
Punch card holes, small steps into the zone.

Workstations, aardvarks filling up the desk,
Home computers, trash, fit to play a game.
So we did not, in any way, ever feel at risk;
We were told, all our problems they’d tame.

The more problems we’re told they’ll solve,
The more difficult it all appears to become.
And each day you determine you’ll resolve
Your machines won’t make you feel dumb.

Since early times it’s been our fate to resign.
All labor-saving devices make us work more.
When life is automated, we will never recline.
Cannot imagine what machines have in store.



Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength, Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment


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