Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Polytechnic Bliss

The have and the have nots
An ageless tale
Now wrapped in polyurethane
And sold with zeal
Technological manifesto
Mass appeal
Digital delights
The abyss of plasticity
A conflagration of books
Ray Bradbury's prophecy
Now come to fruition
Culture's disintegration
Visual spectacles
Virtual worlds
Hours upon hours spent gaming
And what remains?
Utter emancipation from human thought
The brain on autopilot
The annihilation of contemplation
Human contact dwindling
We are becoming mechanized
Devoid of emotive expression
The proletariat is entranced
Flashing lights, blinking screens
The easiest way to control the masses?
Keep them occupied
With polyurethane things
Plastic archetypes
Polytechnic bliss
The bondage of the mind
Is more effective than chains
A culture of fools
Is what remains.

copywrite 1/18/2012


  1. This artist hits a lot of high notes in this poem. I sense that it reflects a broadening of focus here. I know that a poem's speaker never can be presumed to be the poet, but in light of this poem's speaker, I conclude that the poet is in a transitional stage. (I know--one never should be so bold as to presume!)
    Anyway, I find this work to be provocative.

  2. Oh, and as a P.S.__ We can't neglect to take pop culture to the woodshed, which this poem does! This poet appears to grasp that when much is gained in one area, much is sacrificed...maybe the best parts of being human...This poem is a great conversation-starter. I do not know, and need not know, but I wonder how old the poet is??!! The voice resounds with the wisdom of ages, but the grasp of the the iPhone Aps intimates a young person as the poet...even more intriguing. And if so, you go, poet, and illuminate the other side of techie governance for your peers!!