Poem About the Problems with Social Media and Technology

Technology's Whore


The crickets have resumed
their late-night lullabies--
such sweet serenades to my ears.
They echo across early spring skies,
and I've begun to realize
how much I've missed
solitude's serendipitous surprises,
revealed when distractions are cleared.

In their melodious music
I find more meaning
than in the endless stream of digital chatter.
We've all been cajoled
into lowering our eyes to life,
hypnotized by sparkling screens,
willingly wearing shackles of dopamine,
and hailing technology our master.

But paradoxically, the Internet's
constant stream of content
has not enriched our lives
or given humanity a much needed drink.
It has only washed away our ability to think,

eroded our foundation,
and its current has carried away
the essence that existed at humanity's core.
So from now on I'm content
to listen to the concerts of crickets.
I choose real, tangible, rich, and meaningful;
I'm through with being technology's whore.


Justin Farley

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Sweet Utopia – Poem About Social Media and Technology Addiction

Sweet Utopia

The sounds of motorcars
are noxious to the ears.
Fingers convulsing on the steering wheel
precede the piercing screams of honks - 
an abundance of impatience.
Where are you going in such a hurry?
Is it worth sacrificing peace of mind
for seconds of time?

Oh, yes I forgot...
You've got poisonous news to devour
and social media garbage to digest,
getting cold on a plate at home.

Push the pedal harder.
Forget "come to a complete stop".
More honks to get that asshole
in front of you moving.
Don't they know you're starving
and have been craving 
bright screen and mindless scrolling all day? 

Ignore your kids' greetings at the door.
Ha! That's a laugh.
They're alone in their rooms,
feeding on their own hyper-stimulation,
being raised by those lovely YouTube personalities.
It's comforting to know they've got such nice
boys and girls to keep them company.
How'd you get so lucky to have such quiet kids,
numbed in addiction-fulfilled stupor?

Shit.
Where did the time go?
Looks like another night
of little sleep
and a yawn-filled morning.
It's a good thing 
you saved that time
racing home from work
or you'd really be behind.
What a wonderful
utopia we've created.

Poem by Justin Farley

Hello, everyone! I have recently published my first chapbook of Christian poems titled “A Voice in the Wilderness – A Chapbook of Poems about God”. This has been developed and polished over the past six months or so. I am happy with the final product and hope you find encouragement in the poems but also a validation that the spiritual life is not all sunshine and rainbows. We all struggle. We all have periods of questions and/or doubt. But it is the yearning that keeps us coming back for more and allows us to experience joy.
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