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This is the end

Contributed by banjosandwitch on Thursday, 17th January 2013 @ 08:48:27 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



This is the end

Technological advances are ruining the world’s economic structure
We tend to do more things online than in reality
Making our phones and computers the new high street, at our fingertips

Gone will be the music stores
Gone will be the photography shops
Soon we will order almost everything online
And sit rubbing our hands with anticipation
Waiting for the delivery driver

We have sacrificed a past of prosperity
For a future of uncertainty
“What is a job?” we will soon say
What was it like to go to shops?
We’ll all be techno droids
In our techno coloured apple shaped universe

by banjosandwitch 16/01/13






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Re: This is the end (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Thursday, 17th January 2013 @ 10:20:29 AM AEST
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This is certainly something worth thinking about.
Good job.
Blessings,
emy


Re: This is the end (User Rating: 1 )
by dvtpdw on Friday, 18th January 2013 @ 04:04:22 PM AEST
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You do have a strong point, and I agree, we are giving ourselves over. But my heart has to believe that the human mind is so much stronger than an electronic one. We are smarter than ourselves. I really like this write - you gave pause for one to think. Very strong write. Thank you for sharing, P.


Re: This is the end (User Rating: 1 )
by Poemkid on Sunday, 28th April 2013 @ 10:12:27 PM AEST
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Almost ironic that you posted this online :p
Great read though, keep it up
-PK


Re: This is the end (User Rating: 1 )
by softerware on Monday, 27th May 2013 @ 12:07:53 AM AEST
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Bravo!
We are losing the art of conversation. Words are disappearing, chopped and shortened. Instead of evoking emotion with language, we post a smiley face. We are content to have less and less to say.
I like my ipad, but I miss the fragrance of books, the feel of pages turning, the stately majesty of a library.
Very thought provoking write! Thanks!




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