Whenever I gather myself and think
To prepare a list of achievements
Everything seems to go backward
Moving away at uncontrollable speed.
A great tool that computer is
It's chaos when its chips're down
Man has created viruses many
Extra energy's spent for the cure.
Internet brings the whole universe
To the colorful display on the desk
Enormous data scattered over the net
For the unseen eye to view and grab.
Science brought marvelous inventions
Atomic bombs and missiles along
Deadly weapons deadlier than before
Get into hands of sickened minds.
Man's brain must be trained to work
With a clear sense of social responsibility
It's our urgent task to accomplish
Else all our achievement'll be in vain.
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The stupendous achievements of science should be put to proper use and should be under our discreet control, or else like the Frankenstein monster would turn against man- its creator and take revenge! A great poem of caution!