Our Dynamic World

The world is dynamic.
It changes day in day out.
Every single minute, it transits.
But what does it transform to?

It hurts and tears my heart
By what it transforms to.
Every single second, it turns to the worst.
I wonder where we are heading.

Am I the only one, whose face grows to deem, saddens, and frowns?
I can’t withstand this digital world thing.
Everyone’s heart is pleased
When they speak of an amazing digital world.

I really miss you analog
For the good virtues were buried with you.
As if they never existed,
Good morals have been forgotten.

Where? Ooh, where is old love?
Love that surpassed individualism,
Love that was never egocentric.
It was actually true love.

I really hate digital.
For you’ve taught us what our ancestors condemned
Relatives killing each other for land
What we smell is oppression,
Greed for power, disunity
And all the vices that come along with change.

I have a good reason to hate digital.
You’ve taught us to hate rather than love one another,
You’ve made us forget what it meant by unity,
You’ve fooled us with individualism and personal business.
And all we say its none of one’s business.

Questions always cross my mind.
I can’t stop asking myself on what to do
In order to restore our former state.

Please do not mention digital to me
I can never love it.
I feel like going back,
Back to the unevolved world:
My beautiful analog.

Miriam Onyancha
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 07/31/2020

Poet's note: This is a poem encouraging people to shun from vices and remember the good morals that are best for our world. the persona portrays his feeling towards the changing world. its an encouragement for those who have totally forgotten the good virtues to remember and follow them.
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