What technology would you be better off without, why?
The Weight of the Wires
What if I left behind the glow,
The ceaseless scroll, the endless show?
The world through glass, a fractured view,
Would my mind find clearer hues?
The smartphone sings a siren’s tune,
Its whispers haunt from morn to noon.
A thousand voices in my hand,
But none to walk with on the sand.
I’d trade the taps, the pings, the dings,
For quiet dawns and birds that sing.
The pulse of life that calls me near,
Not measured out in likes and shares.
Why carry screens that steal the stars,
Replace soft nights with pixel scars?
Connection comes when hearts align,
Not through a signal’s fragile line.
So cast it off—this heavy chain,
And feel the sun, and smell the rain.
For in the stillness, I might see
A life that’s rich, and truly free.
Andrew Green's Poems 