Reality is Waiting [Have We Forgotten About God?]A Poem by Emunah June.
Does this generation even remember their names?
We sleep in numbers, yknow. Dreaming of our next network encounter. Our next status, our next "Like". Do we wake to a reality that never even existed in the first place?
Carol Lewis understood this. He understood the dawn before the decade. The wave that was coming, The hell we'd plunge into--willingly at that.
The screen is our master. A digital bible of sorts, perhaps? We live it, breathe it, Check page changes and refreshments religiously
-Have we forgotten about God?`
Our fingers do all the work now. A pencil? Whats that? A letter? Whats that? A book? Who reads those anymore? Even the crisp smell of paper is fading, Replaced by the dull sound of whirring mechanics: Nooks.
iPods. Facebook. Youtube. Myspace. Twitter.
Demons. False prophets. Death bringers.
Administrators of a new way to kill. A new way to wreck the world we once knew.
It's corruption Madness Hysteria And yet we crave it all.
Billy Lucas. 15. Hung in the barn underneath the supportive shadows. His mother found him. Dead. Who killed him?
Bullies. Who's ideas were found On the internet.
Phoebe Prince. 15. Hung in her bedroom next to an open window. After being bullied Over the internet.
Who benefits from the madness we call technology? Where's the method in living in fantasy? None of this is real; none of this we can touch. When will it end? When will the era of Machines end?
-Have you forgotten reality is waiting ?-
© 2011 Emunah June.Reviews
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