This is a poem I wrote on information overload in our digital age.
Information information
Why do I always want more?
I’m so busy with my phone
There’s no time to be a bore
This device enables me all power
With which I think I tower
Am I capable of using it though?
It keeps triggering me like dope
I’m too indulged to take note
For my kids when they shall come
Do you think there’s still hope?
Or will those whom our attention is sold to
Control the path towards which we will flow
Notifications hitting me
Like waves hit the shore
Shaping me, and I don’t know
Fooling me, I still want more
I think I’m using it
It’s my door
To consuming it all
That was unknown centuries ago
Maybe that’s true
I’m feeling your groove
But it’s also using me
And altering my innate capabilities to explore
Within me
Without seeking what it’d be
By going online again
Because why I gotta think?
When the Internet knows it all yo
Raunaq
This is the first time I have published a poem written by me. If you liked it, please let me know! My Twitter link is below, my Telegram is also raunaqss and my email is raunaqss at the good old hotmail dot com.