Strands of Hope

If poetry became obsolete
and gadgets existed for every conceit
would any futures be worth contemplating?

Must we all say "seig heil" to some
Brave New World Order?

Will digital programs replace our dreams
as we become superannuated as cyber-beings?

Don't let computers control too much
or reduce your existence to
virtual dust!

Living in techno-obsolescence
as analog trash among vast info-spheres
will non-conformists become anomalities
compacted into
irrelevant directories?

A few strands of hope
are worth preserving
though most are easily erased

Hopes have a way
of persisting
in the face of cold logic
and reprogramming past certainities