Of Technology Poem by Francis Duggan

She took a packet of cigarette roll paper and a pack of loose tobacco from her handbag
Saying to him this is cheaper than buying ready to smoke cigarettes as she rolled her fag
Whilst he sat there in pensive reflection on his cigarette puffing away
He replied in a slow drawl for the better smoke more money you must pay

They looked at their smart phones whilst blowing out some smoke
The pretty brown haired young woman and the blond haired young bloke
Both slaves to technology it would appear
That their phones held more interest for them than for each other seemed obviously clear

They did know each other obviously quite well
But whether as partners or friends it would be hard to tell
Perhaps both in their early twenties near their physical prime
And nothing strange in their behavior for their age and time

In the age of the smart phone and selfie over indulgence in self Worldwide
Smoking and looking at their smart phones on a street bench by the pub they sat side by side
And as i walked down the street in the bright sunlight
I reflected on what i had seen nowadays not a rare sight.