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Synced Out

We want answers,

And we want them now.

 

Generations scrolling down together, receiving

Informal lessons from sometimes qualified strangers,

Impulsively living, giving status updates,

Proudly showing the world pictures

Of all the places we’ve been -

Twittering to gain followers, digitally devoted,

But consistently losing the edge,

Heading back to Starbucks to refill.

 

Welcome to the 21st century,

Where life spills into the abstract,

And we consume with the click of a button.

You’re only a copy-and-paste away

From a satisfactory translation,

A GPS away from your next location,

One computer screen freeze

Away from total frustration.

 

Just ask a teacher, they know exactly

Where the future lies, somewhere

Between a child’s wandering eyes

And flippant commercials, there is

Utterly, complete concentration.

 

What’s the solution?

More time preparing

For entrance exams?

Creating more diverse

Lesson plans?

Either way, students will

Still quote Spongebob

And call you a square.

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Aug 31, 2011
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