Poem -

Unto us a child is born

A stream...
 
The sound of a package arriving
A bundle of information encoded
Screeching  through the atmosphere
at incredibly long distances
 
Bleeeeeep...crackle..blip...bleep
 
The Internet Age was birthing
Something new
Something fast!
Information super high way
Americans who did it "my way"
A new Global market
 
"We have freedom at last"
 
A bull rush toward cognitive stimulation
And real time communication
This treasure chest of Pandora
A catchment for River Pleroma
 
No stone unturned
No path untrod
To resurrect Babylon's Tower
A new Logos...
Nectar for the human gods
 
One world at the palm of your hand
Is this the next evolution of man
Has he now become The Great I AM
Seated on the throne of God
Omnipresent and omniscient
Traversing the earth
Answering all these googled questions
in an instant
 
No more waiting for Santa
or queuing up at the store
IT has made you a rex
You don't even have to be
a nice boy or girl anymore
 
Yes, even naughty ones get their candy
But how long will this gravy train of bread and circuses last
before it all comes crumbling down
And we return to the past
 
The signs are already here
Of a barbaric retrograde
As world leaders no longer save the day
and fatten overpaid
They've become complacent
along with everything else
Taking for granted this newfound wealth
 
I fear for Adamites
I fear for their health
This power a sly Trojan
that's taken us by stealth

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