• Thursday, March 31st, 2011

Technology, you are not the night

And you are not the day

You are not a Mother or a Father

You are not the four seasons of the year

You are not Nature

Technology, you cannot feed Nature

With a fork and a spoon

And spring with skim milk

Before Nature feeds you

Technology, you grew fast just like a mushroom

But, how long will you last?

Technology, if you are good

Tell the world why do we need

More doctors

More psychologists and philosophers

More pills than the seeds nature created

More hospitals and jails

More lawyers and judges

More soldiers, poison and bombs

The Devil is very afraid

Technology, you are doing a great job

You grew fast like a mushroom, but too late

Because God’s creation was already created

Category: Poetry
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