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an original poem by Joshua Brown
see the dramatic reading here on video
Telegraph to those you love
That morse coded message
Before then that receiver
No longer accepts calls
And though we speak over
Their heads, time have we
Not to explain that selfie
A snapshot of emotion.
For broadcast wavelengths
Cannot resonate to their
Self-sabotaged wares
Mitigating discovery.
My creative evolution into
Technology built for ears
That ability to frontrun
The enemies' intel
That sin of impatience fed
By the desire to survive
Hitting children's butt
As if time won't tell
Water echoes that voice
Resonant against her
That did not wait
To allow rider
Financial ruin may face
But clever to endure
You could have rode
That pony express.
Gods see through time
Able to communicate
Against the wicked's
Intent before done.
Behavioral truing mores
Could not be tapped
Inside that wired
Wooden shack
Flicked by willow switch
The operator impulse
Encoded messenger
Nonplussed at God.
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📅 Written August 15, 2023
📍 Written in Aurora, Colorado, United States, North America
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Thanks for reading "Willow Switch" which was really a meditation on the interplay of technology and parenting. Inspired by people like Stefan Molyneux and CS Lewis, this poem really is a meeting of the minds in terms of a skepticism of the industrial revolution (a healthy skepticism as I am readily writing this on a touchscreen laptop with a wireless mouse and a YouTube video accompanying this page.)
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