The great computer that our society has evolved into
Is no more than an orchestrator of data and electric pulses.
This thing we designed, how it hovers,
Lingering over the men of power
And insinuating its charms.
O, what has become of the lives of men that a
Spider of technology can weave and bind our passions and reason?
When did the orators, the rebels, the poets become numbers?
The mothers, the fathers, saints and jailbirds nothing but pixels on a screen?
When did we become a credit score, a zip code, a percentage,
Where, O Man, is the beating throb of heart?
In the whirring of your machines, can you hear
The pounding of proud and defiant blood?
When did our veins become wire, filled with
Synthetic lines and unfeeling codes?
When did our mammalian brains turn to dust and
Overworked conductors, sighing in the dark?
How did communion and connection between our fellows
Become nothing more than two dimensional words on a
O cold and efficient race that is my own,
Where is your humanity? Where are your human words?
Where is the bold, fatigued voice of the soldier?
The dignified rasp of the sick? The warm, firm tones
Of a parent?
The cry of all those that we are inherently
Born to love and hold?
Man, I say to you all, drop these mechanical parasites
That we have nurtured so obsessively!
Yearn for more than a tinny voice on a phone!
Want more than an uncaring line on a blank and flickering face!
Man! Have you lost the rhythm, the breath of your own form?
What world can we harvest from that is devoid
Of touch, of caresses and heat?
What offspring can we bear when metal and plastic
Has become dearer than flesh?
We are not numbers! We are not a casualty rate or
A drop in stocks, in votes or demographics!
O Man, have you forgotten what you are?!
Have you lost your words, o brothers and sisters?
Has our science and progress dulled you to such a state
That heart-felt truth and elation is no more than
An overused, florid icon?
Where are the libertines? The lovers and the mourners?
Do you not know that you are raw and coarse?
Unrefined and wild creatures, composed of muscle
Tissues and soul?
We are not filled with circuitry and binary code!
Do you not remember the touch of another?
The embrace of a fellow human who beats with
The same life as your own?
Who feels what you suffer because all we ache the same?
O my brethren, do you recall when our minds
Were not so cold, disconnected and calculated?
Do you still feel for one another in a context outside of
Numbers and gain, in bills and taxes?
O Man, have you forgotten what you are?