When the world was yet to turn into a global village
When we were yet to start living at our fingertips
When we were yet to cede to our digital identities
we'd live much closer in our in-erasable memories.
Forgetting was not easier and we'd need decades
for erasing memories of togetherness from minds.
Love and hatred would not grow in haste but slowly
being irrigated with the flow of care and negligence
We would be allowed pretty long time to regret
our less wise acts and for getting prim redress.
Every moment would be weighed with much wisdom
before we could conclude saying we needed an end.
But then there suddenly came a digital storm to blow
away us from our own selves and a digital deluge flow
To rob us of our patience and to tell us about time
escaping too fast and about our need to hasten up
We found ourselves all equipped needing only to press
a few button to delete memories to bring up a digital end.
© Palas Kumar Ray.All rights reserved.
Palas Kumar Ray
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