Many people seem so immersed in today’s high-tech world that
they are oblivious to the real world.
Kids rest comfortably in their basement getting fat on
snacks while playing video games that usually involve wreaking major violence on
some opponent.
Adults drive around with a phone to their ear, or worse, to
their eye, paying partial attention to a road filled with other drivers equally
distracted.
People create avatars as an excuse not to deal with the
challenge of real relationships, or satisfy themselves with building a list of “friends”
on Facebook whom they have never met.
Whether through computers or mobile phones or the world of
drugs and self-deception, a significant portion of our population seems to have
“checked out”.
It provides a distressing outlook for the future of our society.
Virtual Reality (In the Cat’s Eye, Snap Screen Press, 2009)
is a short poem that deals with the future that faces some of those who choose
to live in their make-believe worlds.
Glenn K. Currie
Virtual Reality
He is a man who
chases rabbits,
Dressed in a turtle’s
hard-shelled habits.
One of an army of
timid souls,
Hiding in plush-lined
people holes.
Tightrope walking on
a druggist’s knife,
His computer makes an
avatar wife.
Ones and zeros have
set him free,
To drown alone in a
digital sea.
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