sivakumar krishnaprasad


Digital Divide - Poem by sivakumar krishnaprasad

Digital Divide


Crossed the scorching summers
And the pleasant mild winters
On the rickety wheels of life
Ploughing through love and strife

The wheels left the trodden tracks
On to clear roads with out cracks
Faster did they turn while the tires burned
Assimilating information more than interned

Hit, push, post and chat, to me are demeaning
Words remain the same, but not their meaning
Apples, berries still grow on trees
But speak of them to show your stature
Not any more as products of nature

People plan their lives for some thing at the end,
Forgetting its the journey thats to be livened
Birth, death and sundry are recorded
Living life back ended and retarded

The piper has begun playing the flute
The human race is now following his route
Beyond the trees and mountains of the creator
To fall deep in to the digital crater.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Having born in the era outside that of internet and smart phones and no making them now a part of of my life, I have not been comfortable with the way its taken over my life. I see the current generation being fed on it and moving more away from real world. An out let of views have ben penned here.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 17, 2014



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