What Have We Become In This Technological Advances? Poem by RIC BASTASA

what i always remember from the old times
is trust
a family solid on giving
personal interest set aside
all for the good
of everyone

technology on one hand
despite the good that it has done
shrinking distances
storing time in a disc
and compressing all memories
in miniature containers

family bonds are cut off
nephews tell lies and sisters and brothers
not anymore connected
disintegrating into the self quests
forgetting roots
and discarding values

so many of us now rely on our resources
selfishly thinking that
we are all islands in the middle of the sea
confident that no ocean can destroy us
that sun shall be consistent
and that moon shall still be romantic
on dark nights
on those busy hours of the day
as traffic in the city jams
as doors are locked as people accept
their fear upon themselves
voluntarily