An unending information highway
     at your fingertips...
All your searching, in less the time,
     or so they said,
More time for communication.
We surf even more on the web.

Cell phones...the perfect way
     feel safe, be connected...
Stay in touch, save time,
     or so they said,
More time to get together. 
We look at our phones
     instead of each other. 

So here at lunch I sit,
My mask strapped tight
And socially distant too, 
While family and friends
Silent sit, little prison cells.

The promises, the facade
The lie, the lost,
More in sync than before,
More time to spend,
But at what cost?
 

Matthew 25:4,5

See this poem @ His Newsman