Your struggles in the present, are quite often laughs for yourself in the future.

When a tweet, no longer comes from a bird.
A message, no longer written in words.
A picture, determines your current worth.
A swipe, is not for payments against earns.

Your world, no longer restricted to earth.
Your voice, can control your universe.
Games, without company, a box.
Books, used to be written, forgot.

Love was in letters, not characters.
Eyes looked straight, not down.
Communication, in touch were sound.
Reactions, were not button frowns.

Food shared, not delivered.
Noise surrounded, not muted.
Hands shaken, not email awaken.
The world was claimed, but not hidden.

An automated world,
not an automated me.

What a beautiful day
Nice breeze right off the bay
The Hammock swaying
Birds chirping and playing
The sun bright and sunny
Ice tea with a little bit of honey
A patch of daisies so yellow
Could this day be anymore mellow
Deep breathes of fresh air
This feeling of balance is rare

Come here and take my hand
Together right now we take our last stand
To end this ******* pitiful corruption
The ignorant will no longer be a disruption
You are probably wondering how
I’ll tell you this now we will never bow
No one said this would be easy
For a while, we will be busy
We’ll start with the hardworking and the brave
They’re the people who can pull off the save
The way of progression is always right
This will be the main event fight
Now roll both your sleeves
Don’t use your back bend your knees
We’re improving this world Earth
So every kid has an equal chance at birth