Do you ever think you are wasting your life with electronic gadgets? (Sunday sonnet, of sorts)?
Another week at last has come and passed
You’ve struggled and you’ve worried, to what end?
Was this not also how you spent the last
Before it? Surely you must see a trend.
The world outside has had a revolution;
A season’s passed, another one has come.
Alas! More email; “what is the solution,”
You ask; you sit and feel your mind grow numb.
Stand up and stretch those arms, they’re really wings,
Can you not see that you were born to fly?
Imagine first that there are better things
To do, then do them all before you die.
Sit not beneath fluorescent lights and rage
When you possess the key to flee your cage.
Ah, next time I'll read it BEFORE I post it...