Connected
Everything is connected to something
My phone to my computer
To a Savior to His father,
My father to the world,
The world to me and me
Through them all my
Twitter to facebook,
To my blog, shall I
Hog all the limelight,
Shall I lye down
Without distraction
And plea that I cannot
Find satisfaction for
The crash of technology
Could be the best thing
For me and you and
This world off cue
And a barcode sku
They would scan
More items and
Stay connected
To the deadbeat
Drum of big
Screen tv’s
And blu-ray
Dvds, anything
That will make the
Soul squeeze in
Dissatisfaction