Whiplash world

Premise: technology is having a wide ranging impact on our lives. Some good, some not.

Poets sing a tribal song perched upon fire’s edge
Matriarchs cook while their men tend to farm
Callouses and gnarled knuckles so common, no harm

Dawn brings industrial revolution to quicken our way
Is there no turning back to the peace of yesterday

Everything changes
But what of us?
Speed of light society outpacing evolution
We can keep up but unrest hints of revolution

Entertained by too much
Exhausted yet such a thrill
Productivity expectations that just may kill

Look up, look ahead, look around
You won’t be found
It’s a whiplash world

Look to the past for peace
Only there, is tomorrow’s remedy
A remedy to survive in a Whiplash World