I am guilty of poor concentration, what can I say?
Gone are the days when I could stay absorbed
In the pages of a book, in the words engrossed
Now I have my cell-phone by my side
I get agitated if it goes out of my sight
The need to stay connected constantly is immense
Can’t miss a text or e-mail under false pretense
When I go for a walk in the woods to clear my mind
I find myself unable to completely unwind
I am checking my pedometer, if nothing else
Completing ten thousand steps on my mind dwells.
At every break, my cell-phone dominates again
As I check e-mail or surf the net, out of habit plain
Trying to read a medical journal like a joke appears
I google so much that the paper’s essence disappears
What can you do, when multiple links online you see
Each one is clickable, you can read them for free…
Now you see how in my warped existence
Technology intervenes in every word and sentence!