Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar
Only those idealistic,
Struggle with it.
And those with common sense,
Are regarded as relics.
Long replaced by the invention,
Of video games.
To 'update' the entertaining,
Of transfixed minds soon to be erased.
To one day rely entirely on computers,
Interfacing with one another.
And eventually determining all validity of thought.
To have the enjoyment of expressing ignorance,
Something done encouraged at one time to be important.