Plateau Rising Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Modulator toting.
Demodulator coding.
Flashed and minimized...
Decoded modem-ized!
Speeding as we go,
In Information modes!

Horse and buggy days are gone,
But so many still hang on.
With attempts to stop the pace...
To slow down a human race!
Getting out of hand,
But no one group can command!
With computers in control...
Of everything we know!

Up on plateaus!
On plateau rising goals!

Made with two wheels
Then with four.
Fresh air opened buggies,
Now motorized with doors!
Got to let them go...
Those who are too slow!
Those who can't keep up...
Are lost in mud and muck!

Too slow...
Got to let them go!
Those who are not computerized,
Will find they have been victimized!
These are not the days to stop...
To watch those weeping on street blocks!
Chips on shoulders will not feed,
In today's economy!
The world is spinning like a top.
Hold on tight or you will drop!
Take those chips and pop them quick...
In laptops used to message in fits!

Up we go...
On plateaus yet to show!
Plateau rising goals,
In computer minded mode.

Oh. Oh. Oh!
No more horse and buggy 'whoas'!

Modulator toting.
Demodulator coding.
Flashed and minimized...
Decoded modem-ized!
Speeding as we go,
In Information modes!

Oh. Oh. Oh!
No more horse and buggy 'whoas'!
Got to let them go!
Those who are too slow!
Those who are not computerized,
Will find they have been victimized!
These are not the days to stop...
To watch those weeping on street blocks!
Chips on shoulders will not feed,
In today's economy!
The world is spinning like a top.
Hold on tight or you will drop!
Take those chips and pop them quick...
In laptops used to message in fits!

Oh. Oh. Oh!
No more horse and buggy 'whoas'!
Got to let them go...
Those who are too slow!
Those who can't keep up this pace,
Are lost in mud and muck in haste!