An Ode to Modern Man

Oh modern man how far you have come

Difficult for one to compute the sum

Airplanes, skyscrapers, roads and cars

Your cities at night look like the stars

Money, Wall Street, Banks and loans

Worry not just ignore the groans

Computers, software, satellites and phones

With a little more progress we can become drones

One, two, seven billion or more

Nothing wrong with being a whore

Costco, Wal-Mart, Amazon abound

There isn’t anything that can’t be found

Medicare, Medicaid, and Fannie Mae

You can pay the bill another day

Oh modern man how far you have come

Truly makes my mind go numb

10 thoughts on “An Ode to Modern Man

  1. That is so good, you hit the nail on the head. Human kind has become a mad money grabbing whore dashing blindly into dronehood! Also how about: Chop it, slash it cart it away, use for paper and furniture and worry about replanting another day!
    That is such a thought provoking poem , a timely reminder of what we are doing. Gosh just had another though : Starbucks, Costa, Cafe Noir lets all drown in coffee, and not worry where it came from no matter how far!! I am sorry but you have so touch a nerve with me . Well done brilliant work!!

    • I was actually going to write medium length post on the positives of what we have achieved and then pose some questions towards the end…but that will be for another day. I decided to have a little fun and enjoy a few laughs.

  2. “To what end”? This is the question that has escaped the modern human being, the one it refuses to address or even become aware of. In the meantime, all its gadgetry, superficial materialism, and other “advances” provide more and more opportunities for it to lose itself in and avoid that question. Then, ultimately, these opportunities to get lost in those things are transformed into opportunities to meld with and become them–for in the end that is what “losing oneself” in something becomes. “With a little more progress we can become drones”>>>>indeed.

    Nice work.

  3. awesome, you hit the point in emphasizing how complex we have become. our world seems so artificial and automatic, we are becoming drones. we are slaves to credit cards and that complexity is something we surely can live without.
    modern man should open up his eyes, there is beauty in small places and nature is all willing to accommodate. this complex emptiness we feel should be rectified.
    wonderful creative poem. it just hits the point.

  4. numb?.. I feel positively scared at how far we’ve come, in so short a time. yet learned so little of what ‘counts’ and is important… Your poem pinpoints this ferzackerly… (sorry I make up my own words sometimes, and I love using olde ones, :- , methinks, forsooth, gadzooks, (which causes spellchecker to go into spasms, and suggest Bazookas? 😉 ) xx

  5. This poem brought to mind a quote by Malcolm Muggeridge “until at last, having educated himself into imbecility, and polluted and drugged himself into stupefaction, he keels over a weary, battered old brontosaurus and becomes extinct” Truly we can justify away anything we do because we are so intelligent we have forgotten how ignorant we truly are. We feed ourselves unquestioningly and believe we can “pay the bill another day”. So true. A provoking work. Well done!

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