The Pleasure Dome

I saw man lost in the lonely crowd. He saw not me but gazed in adoration at a shimmering screen. He prayed, fingers tapping incessantly, attempting to fill the void inside.

I saw family gathered around a flickering screen. Silence reigned for they feared to speak or, perhaps had nothing to say.

I saw Kubla’s stately pleasure dome but, instead of caves of ice, wires ran throughout that place.

I saw man lost in a virtual reality of his own device, and closed my eyes in holy dread,

For he on computer generated worlds had fed, and drunk the milk of paradise

6 thoughts on “The Pleasure Dome

    1. K Morris Poet's avatardrewdog2060drewdog2060 Post author

      Thanks for your comment Chris. I hope we can retain technology as our servant rather than allowing it to become our master. However I sometimes become pessimistic as regards whether we can accomplish this. Kevin

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    1. K Morris Poet's avatardrewdog2060drewdog2060 Post author

      I am not a determinist. However I do believe we can see elements of this in our present society. For example people busily texting while sitting with a group of friends in a pub or restaurant rather than being fully engaged in the pleasure of social interaction. Thanks for your comments. Kevin

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