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Weekend Writings #9

Weekend Writings #9

I always thought that with the rise of technology life would change. I wrote this piece way before I ever read "Brave New World" by Aldous Huxley, but it has some similiarities to the book. For those that don't know what "Brave New World" is about, it is a Utopian Sci-Fi book. It takes place at a time in the future after humanity has been reduced to almost nothing by constant bombing wars. There are two types of societies left, a utopian-like society and the savage society. You follow the book through a couple of people as they live their daily life in both societies where sex is a must and pills will make you constantly happy. 

When I wrote this piece, I believe that I was in ninth grade and I was single or recently single. I had to share this piece to the entire english class due to a classmate finding out that I wrote poetry and my English teacher at the time didn't have a lesson plan for the day. For the class, students that were known to write had to get up and recite some of their writings in the front of the class. After reading mine, I was actually congratulated on such a free-thinking piece. 

Without further ado, here is the today's piece:

Life
Life as of now,
is harmless.
Loving and caring,
years from now
will be the years to remember.
Life in a few years,
will not carry love,
will not be caring.
We won't have emotions,
we won't need them,
if we did have them
it will be a life of sorrow and loneliness
Life in the years to come after,
everyone will be the same,
everyone will be a clone,
everyone will be assigned a role for their short life.
No childhood would remain,
we only remember the time we were made,
since age 21,
but age won't matter either.
We won't die,
we will merely become dust.
Dust to be taken by the world,
Dust to never touch earth,
Dust lost forever,
just dust.
Life at the time of my death,
will be the best part.
It will become a world beyong our imagination,
a world where we can do anything,
a world for you and only you,
made of everything you want.
But my life is nowhere near death.

 

Weekend Writings #10

Weekend Writings #10

My High Fidelity

My High Fidelity