Technology Takes Another Job

God's gone out of fashion here. It's just as well.
He's lost his job. He used to be the cheerless
Guard authorities assigned to keep an eye on
Everyone. They couldn't watch us all themselves,
So they'd send God, who'd wag his finger when
He saw us misbehave. "Don't do that. You'll
Rot in hell," "that" being anything the ones in charge
Preferred we didn't do. Don't take things without
Paying. Don't kill anyone. Don't lie. Don't scheme
To love another's mate. The ones in charge did
All these things, but God, because he worked for them,
Would needle only lesser men. The times have changed.
Authorities, in fact, are watching all of us. They need
Not send someone to threaten. They can snatch us
When they should. Their scold has lost his job,
His duties done now by our phones.




Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-01-22 at 19:56

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Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
Sorry, I meant so true! An excellent portrayal of our modern life. I had to read it again and found my spelling mistake but enjoyed the poem once again.
Ashe
2018-01-24


Bibek
Good work. Reminded me of Neil Gaiman's American Gods. :)
2018-01-23


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
So true indeed. Orwell was right.
2018-01-23


Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
Do true!
Ashe
2018-01-22