by Trey Campbell
Gone are the days when war was romantic
Gone are the days of unsolved mysteries
In its place computers and cord
Furiously entangling the world
Constricting what was once natural
And beautiful. A necessary evil.
Look forward though and not back
For in that romance was great horror
And uncertainty.
The Age of Knowledge is upon us
Yet while knowledge empowers,
Knowledge may still be too much
Unwanted, for the simple-minded.
Those who need not virtual access
To the billions amongst us.
Their fingertips, instead, stay hardened
Solitude and hard work drives their day
Not Solitaire and hardly working.
So who is right in their way of life?
Both. Respectively.
As time transcends, from sonnets to cyberspace
There is no such thing as mistakes,
Just opportunity.
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