Technology is improving it gets better every day,
But I feel it is removing our skills of yesterday.
Making us lazy, making us crazy;
At times life seems so hazy.
Always in a hurry, always in a rush;
Life gets a little blurry, to make a life more plush.
Having to live behind locked doors;
Saddened by all the wars;
Never knowing who you can trust;
Under going a transformation, that has been left in the dust.
With all the troubles in this world, one would come to surmise; Where oh where is our Lord?
But he comes in many a disguise.
