Inventions And Interventions: 5 Poems
Author: Colin Stewart
Mrs. Davis went on a holiday and never came back.
At least that was the alibi they couldn't track.
The credibility of this story eventually shrunk.
Yesterday they found her remains in a steamer trunk!
The small print in the evening became a blur
as generations of readers would concur
but the flames which flickered in the dark
were replaced by Edison's visionary spark!
This video game took an alternate path
by sidestepping man's bloody wrath
seeking peace and tranquility to its very core.
Your attention span is shorter than ever before!
The anatomist was under considerable distress
as the courier delivered to the wrong address
a sample of Einstein's weary brain.
Any signs of intelligence are hard to explain!
It's clear my baby just smiles for me
with her calm exterior permanently
as the wonders of cosmetology set her free
from a stray bullet she did not see!
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Ms Vanity Fair (22.214.171.124) -- Thursday, July 2 2009, 01:28 am|
the modern inventions enslaved us?The more we need them, the more we are in cages.
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