Why heed the prophets of profits above all?

There’s diminishing return
of consumer technology
such as not enough concern
how it bashes ecology

Still its shares go eruptive
moving rapidly to the fore
glorified as ‘disruptive’
forcing others to close their door

Of what merit ‘automation’
when leaves many unemployed?
Of what value ‘innovation’
when communities destroyed?

So why then do we heed the prophets
who create havoc most for profits?!

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-disruptive = here: new technology or business models that put others out business; currently used as a term of gushing admiration without voicing much concern of social justice, jobs etc

All out push for cars self-driven ought not be a given

Self-driven technology
becoming article of faith
dogmatic theology
while implementation the wraith

Letting automation thrive
as we watch, indulged til cockeyed?
While cars built as fun to drive
we’ll be along just or the ride!

Though would we not get relieved
wildly keeping on high-fiveing
when this techno-fix achieved
no one gets fined for drunk driving

While slack-jawed we praise high-tech as The Solution
aren’t there saner paths of human evolution?

Floating a wide driftnet

To be spared from finding
days mostly a bore
that tedious grinding
we’d like to ignore!

To be freed from those churnings
(without guilty blushing)
of inadequate earnings
instead blithely gushing:

lulled on the waves of the Internet
letting us caught in its vast driftnet

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driftnet = a vast, floating ‘catch-em-all’ fishing net

Hardly arbiter, rather harbinger

Western media apoplectic
and frantically out of breath
but their ‘coverage’ anorectic
unless the elite’s shibboleth

Pouring on the propaganda
with aggressive intention
on to Russia’s own veranda
in wanton intervention

The U.S. hardly the arbiter
in the global ‘regime change’ chase
rather appears as the harbinger
of the end to the human race

With ruinous war-waging technology
while minds mired in ‘Won the West’ mythology

 

No longer sets her bow in huge waves rushing on

This verse was inspired by grandson Mikey when as a small boy he romped on top of the windlass in the bow of HMS ‘Queen Mary’, moored in Long Beach, CA since 1967. Of course ‘sic transit gloria mundi’ ship wise, while Mikey is still in his prime as a young man.

On polished upper decks: splendor & light
a display of power, riches & fame
while in the ship’s belly toiled crew out of sight
Times past like today, remaining the same

In her day the flagship of empire
enterprise, industry & might
albeit were it soon to expire
based more on arrogance than right

Many a storm howled around the crew in the con
No longer sets her bow in huge waves rushing on:

The windlass a stage for a toddler’s romp
as parents watch by gleaming gunnels
Without fail shall fade circumstance & pomp.
The ship a play field with three funnels

Now an amusement park in a disparate age
the ‘Queen Mary’ languishes moored in a zoo’s cage

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-funnel = smokestack, especially on a steamship
-gunnels = the upper edge of a ship’s side
-the ‘Queen Mary’ held the ‘Blue Ribbon’ speed record across the Atlantic after averaging 31 knots in 1938, between New York and Southampton

Law of gravity ain’t no whim of depravity

This verse suggested itself in the face of rising anti-reason & anti-science sentiment

Feel science is deniable
or of it plain unaware?
It still remains unpliable
so watch out, best be aware:

Each action & appliance
demands we’re compliant
with exact laws of science
of physics reliant

But if your attention rivets
on to being entertained
around science life still pivots
even if you’re unrestrained

The implacable law of gravity
knows neither virtue or depravity

Here kids: Whatever is left is all yours to deplete!

Here kids: The planet Earth
long time now since was replete
Circles, rotates in dearth
with you while fully deplete

Wondering if ours were plain theft
draining the planet hollow?
No, no, no need to feel bereft!
Just carry on! Go wallow!

Simply the generational dance
Earth ain’t wholly overheated
Have faith in ‘techno fixes’ perchance
who says you are being cheated?

Kids, keep up the winning same
piling profits by extraction
Self indulgence brings no shame
just tune out, hide in distraction!

Lounging in inanity or daring redeem humanity?

Your demands way gratuitous
so won’t change our behavior!
So ain’t it just fortuitous
Hi-Tech shall be our Savior!

Our likes are inviolable
so let change happen ‘out there’!
Our habits not abdicable
thus change cannot happen ‘here’!

We don’t care if action may redeem humanity
distracted we’ve lost traction mired in inanity

Grazing on screens in eerie greening sheen

‘Smartphonies’ engage at a flicker

on their ubiquitous gadgets
spouting latest cool banter quicker
regressed in abysmal habits.

Hail, Time Gobbling Vulture
of the texting kind!
In virtual culture
why exert one’s mind?

Attention scattered feathery
enfeebling human memory

‘Smartphonies’ slavishly lock eyes
with Siren Screens seductive
enticing, devious device:
Crisp, collusive, corruptive

Mindless grazing, gazing
in screen’s greenish sheen
inviting, debasing
shackled to routine

Swamped, we get ever lazier
makes us a dull-edged rapier

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‘smartphonies’ = those who traded their pacifier (a gateway drug) for a smart phone