We speak to Robots on the phone,
And our Computers are our home
We really think we're not alone
But all of this lacks Human tone,
As our poor lives turn into stone.
This is indeed an acerbic commentary on the present age and our life. All kinds of gadgets are at our service without human touch As our poor lives turn into stone. Thanks.
Wow, awesome poem, i like the way you bring out the point that our lives revolve around technology nowadays!
C) But I am grateful to God that we, you, me and the rest here on PH Poetry site are still human beings writing poetry and still updating them. Thank you so much, dearest Sandra for this wealth and richdom to add in our mind and hearts, Amen
B) Still a very important poem in our lifetime, since all that automatics are created in our era and truly human things and elements are not to find anymore.
A) I repeat what I have said, dearest Sandra: A Masterpiece is this created in 2013! ! I still mesmerize this gem and most valuable poem in our life, this is about The Becoming Of Non Humanity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Bravo! I extremely enjoy this piece. Personally, the poem is a reflection of my daily love and hate relationship with technology.