2029 Poem by John Prophet

2029.
Five
years
hence.
The blur.
Whip lash
blur.
Blinding
rearrange.
What was,
long
gone.
Change.
Tech
monster
grows.
Info tech.
Bio tech.
Nano tech.
A.I.
Exponential.
Expanding.
Merging.
Tsunamis
circling
the global.
Flashing
clouds.
Zapping
minds.
Affecting
all.
Social
convulsions.
Confusion.
More change
In five
years
than the
prior
two hundred.
Overwhelms.
Where it
settles
out?
Nobody
knows.
Anyones
guess!