Technology, it seems to be a
mystery.
sometimes i cant distinguish if its
a friend or enemy.
sometimes a friend that
help me without
complain
sometimes my enemy which makes me
greedy, lazy and
full of envy
sometimes i find it make my life easy
without it i see the world of beauty
Technology, it seems to be a
mystery.
sometimes i cant distinguish if its
a friend or enemy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem