Powerless
by Lord R.e. Taylor
The bill was paid
I swear it was
But the power is not working
I have lived seventy years with power
Everything worked 90% of the time
But ages ago we did not have a lot
Just a few electrical items
So, if there was an outage, it would be no
big deal
We always had things to do
Now, we have computers in every room
Just as many big screen televisions
And a kitchen full of electronic crap
Honestly. It may be a little too much
When the power is out, we just sit
Staring around a room which doesn’t work
Even a half an hour is the purest of
tortures
Only when the power returns
We feel that we are still alive
And we feel human once again
© Poem – XIV/X/MMXXVI
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