I remember a time before the machines
before we were forced into slavery
ignorant of what was happening to us
we spent our hours staring at a screen
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Well Menonights do everything by hand They don't believe in electricity They use the old washing mashing thad wash clothes by turning the handle They are very old
This speaks the truth about our lives today. The only solace would be the discovery of that someone we could sit beside of. That, I think, is what your poem says. GW62
I am really feelings this, we become absorbed into the theory of modernization and forget about how life really used to be. Thats why I live on a farm, so I could get away from 'machines'
I like this poem for the message it contains-'to prove that we were still connected' Thank you. Jim