Technology has grown so very fast,
communication is at a point which is out of hand.
All built on a foundation that cannot last,
built with chips of silica, nothing but sand.

It seems that every person including children,
has a cellphone, computer or Ipad.
Seldom are they ever seen when,
theydon't use the phone; instead of a face to face "hi dad."

Whole families it seems,
need the cellphone it deems.
Necessary to converse via air waves,
instead of face to face.

What has happened to a society
who sits around a table each with their cellphone.
Think their manners are propriety
each locked into their own little hole.

Seldom looking at the others,
leaving forsaken kin, fathers and mothers.
Children in school and in church,
not caring about disrespect, the house of God smirch.

Technology of today accesses demons of Hollywood,
piping cesspool contents into our homes.
Attracting youngsters to love the hood,
awhoring, worship satan, black tones and drug zones.

Porn, teen idols, rock stars and rappers,
keeps our kids minds captive in the crapper.
Giving them mouths, with vulgar flappers,
hooked on drugs, for their next fix, back stabbers.

It is technology that has ushered in sports idols,
games, shows that completely occupies.
Keeping our youngsters and old alike bridled,
with shows, games, songs under guise.

Of 'family oriented' fashion,
but in reality, always clashing.
With what is in truth merely ungodly passion,
respect for society, those deserving honor; bashing.

I think it's high time to step back and take a good look,
at all of the decent living we've forsook.
Kick out the trash that technology has brought such,
and get back to the One Who can save us.

Technology in and of itself is not bad,
it's the content that can be had.
At the push of a couple of buttons,
it's time to cease being garbage gluttons

Sand on which the world economy tech is built will fail,
and many will change from worshipper to rail.
Against all who changed society, then fell,
and they as a result, are cast into hell.

But the saddest part is soon coming,
again, technology affording the ability.
To observe, track, starve, and kill,
as the mark of the beast, closes in with hostility.

Take the mark or die
those in authority will cry.
It's ok, you'll be fine they lie,
your soul with technology they buy.