High-Tech Means Poem by Walid Boureghda

Our reticent existence on earth
Is replete with a bunch of craving

Our dearly loved persons are worth
To be mourned for their love's saving.

They stepped down into the great beyon',
Leaving us forever, taking their last yawn.

Some kinsmen have known an estrangement;
Some amici have abandoned the arrangement.

Beyond distances, on the surface of the screens,
The worlds are forgathered via high-tech means.

By: Walid Boureghda