Sometimes when the internet's down
I think some thoughts.
My fingers fidget, and the spinning icon taunts,
But when the links don't link, and the silence
Of the screen fails to tell me what to think
I think of something else.
Of somewhere else.
Of sometime else- or someone else.
But these thoughts belong to me. Not borrowed
Or programmed or directed.
And I remember what I was before I was
A status. Before my wonder of the world
Was the answer to a Google search.
Before my relationships were itemized
In pull down menus.
When being 'liked' looked like a smile
Or a wagging tale.
When 'poking' my kids caused giggles-
sofa squirming, wriggling giggles
and autofill was five kids in the back seat
Sometime when the internet's down,
I remember who I am.
Those last lines tell us everything! Sometime when the internet's down, I remember who I am. I think life was more meaningful and productive and worthwhile before the Internet!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An interesting poem it sends a good message. excellent verse.