Throughout the day we continue to stare
At screens electronic, texts, e-mail
Afraid that without them we are doomed to fail
In this competitive world, in this rat race
There is no room for a snail’s leisurely pace
Deprived of our smart phones, we feel incomplete
Wish all life’s problems were amenable to “delete”
Connectivity is paramount wherever we go
Electronic isolation would be a massive blow
We need our devices even to unwind
Hear music on i-pods to soothe our tired minds
We have our new e-lives, about which we care
Of course there’s no time to stop and stare!
P.S. This poem was written on a smart-phone on my evening commute after being exasperated by a series of texts.