In our devices we lost us,
a value to a clicked like a thousand fold
to the passers-by gentle smile.
We enjoy less a moment
lest we capture a blurry image
that offendeth the 'online family' of us.

We talk less with pals,
We post more to the media.
We laugh less to jokes told,
We laugh more at jokes posted.
We share less intimate moments with another,
We post more intimate photos online.
We become less sociable by day,
We become more technical by day.
Humanity we lose to robotics,
the heart of a coin on us we impose.
Is it the fate of humanity we face?

Our relations defined by a coin they are,
an expensive ride, a five-star meal;
As *** becomes priced, less prized.
The vibe growing less interesting
the boy-girl talk becoming less possessive, more personal.
Talks of movies watched more,
of memories made less.
A talk of her killer smile, her sleepy eyes,
her fair tone of skin, her magical voice less.
The worry of tangible things grows tenfold,
the treasure in intangible things:
the trust, honesty and love overlooked
Is it the fate of humanity we face?