Tyranny Of Technology
Tyranny Of Technology
Winter, summer, autumn, and spring
Seasons make a huge impact in our cerebrum with intriguing fling
Induces us to move and proliferate with a unique rhythm
Clear blue sky, above and high
Blue construe glue by its lovely hue, we often resort it to express our sigh
Nature’s bosom is our ultimate solace; we sought for it and cry
Enable us to form a bonding in our societal fabric
We dance in gay for nature’s appealing trick!
Greenwoods in spring renewed its leaves
Change its presentation with unique innovative shift
Nature alone adorn herself with myriad hue to soothe human spectrum
Offering with her amazing gifts at random
Birds cry, bees buzz
Nature declares her unique entity in vociferous
Flora and fauna truly a bounty
Declaring nature’s supremacy with sheer jaunty!
Of late we tend to ignore nature’s paramountcy and her gifts
We vehemently claim we alone can adorn ourselves and our ambiance
With manmade fiber, plastics to emulate nature’s natural picturesque
What an audacious trait we reveal with utter arrogance
By our self-designed endeavor and ephemeral innovation
We humans can only broach with sheer abortive expression!
Are we humans not supreme?
Capable to replace nature’s resplendent expression and omnipotent regime
By our continuous exploration and innovative mechanism
We alone can claim we construe our own nature and environment and decorate it
We don’t care about nature’s endowment and her exquisite gift.
By virtue of technology
>We are capable to replace all human’s crafted ideology
We can manufacture even mass opinion
Technology alone having an inherent strength to promote itself as only champion
We can now yield out of our wish
We are now capable to produce artificial seeds
To satiate our caprice with ease
We can produce cloud to shed water to our designed breeds
Are not we supreme to uphold our creed
Where greed determines our trait, though we don’t feel low for our ignominious breed!
We are contented for our gestation
Evolution we hardly capable to assess which is too a natural expression
We may not able to aptly envisage
Nature too construes us and navigates our self-construed detrimental presage
Near future it only can help us
Restricts to obliterate all forms of life from nature’s floor in a fuss
Technology albeit a boon, it can also appear as bane
In an abrupt style it can slay all creatures and cause huge mayhem!
We do have past experience
How technology ruined our civilization, though sporadically but in haste
It alone having strength to initiate a catastrophe
Paving the way to extinct all creatures from Earth’s floor with an inconceivable atrophy
Gradually a cloud of dismay hovers on us
We unknowingly welcome our jeopardy and mistrust
And compromise with instant gain, profit, and lucre, devoid of majority's trust
Toeing for few for their ignominy and unrestrained orgy to ingress majority
And force them to compensate with horrendous consequences in purview with sheer absurdity!