We walk the desert in our land.
We see robot wrecks
scattered in the sand.
Not broken pots or beautifully carved stones,
but defunct computers and scattered phones.
We created an electronic being.
It is everywhere and is all-seeing
but is unable to conceive and birth
and is incapable of naturally dying.
Is it a box that clinks and blinks?
Does it make millions of useful things?
Or is it a pervasive spirit in a distant cloud?
This is the land of the living dead
where meaning is a quest that fled.
We forget our curiosity and imagination
while we absorb amusements and revelations
from happy-face digital media invasions.
We are alone together
and the children run by
chasing a butterfly.
Around and around we go,
ensnared in a digital romance.
Let’s escape from our urban intensity
and reignite our imagination and curiosity.
We must marshal and share our inner resolve
or here’s how the world will end -
not with a bang but a glowing screen saying
“press any key to continue”
(c) 2019 Larry Kilham