LUDDITE
Technology is not the enemy
I believe it is instead the test
To leverage its capabilities before it lulls us to sleep
Its infancy is all we know, a waking giant
Our minds cry out for balance
We are creatures of the dirt not the diode
Those elements that sustain us
within the palm of a fiber optic hand
opportunity awaits
Look too deep and you could be snared by copper digits
with charged lithium nails
Grab ahold of the rocks and weeds
Even the stinging nettle will be a welcome sensation
Anything to tear you away from the monochromatic screen
Find your balance in the creeks and the streams
and those elements that sustain us