A machine of metal and wire,
A device that we all admire,
The computer sits upon our desk,
An endless world, at our request.
With a click of the mouse, we can explore,
A vast universe, never seen before,
From information to entertainment,
The computer provides an endless engagement.
We can write a letter, create a design,
And with a printer, have it refined,
We can share our work with the world,
With just a few clicks, our message unfurled.
The computer allows us to connect,
To people and places, we cannot reject,
Through video and voice, we can communicate,
With anyone, anytime, never too late.
But with all its glory and might,
The computer can also be a blight,
If we let it control our every thought,
And forget the world, that we have wrought.
So let us use this tool with care,
To create and connect, but also be aware,
That life is not just a digital screen,
But a beautiful world, waiting to be seen.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Computer is the greatest invention of last century. The last stanza is beautiful. Nice share.
Thank you