Gifts Spurned

Gifts Spurned

A Poem by Carbon Muse
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What once was driven by pride and practicality, is now driven by greed and fancy graphics.

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We built this world

We shaped its future

With an easier life at the core

 

A gift to be yours

To shape and make better

For you we had opened the door

 

Yet now all I see

Is neglect and disfavour

For all that you seek is greed

 

The newest trend

Has become the new flavour

With lies and deceit as your creed

 

Where will it all end

Have we toiled all for nought?

Shall our hard work become but a dream

 

Withdrawn from this world

This gift that you’ve spurned

Don’t expect us to help when you scream

© 2015 Carbon Muse


Author's Note

Carbon Muse
Disillusioned with the software industry and the years wasted on building it. There are few born to the new technology who'd realize the downward spiral that the software industry has taken. To those who do, it is but the tip of the ice-berg. Those who know the waters below, know the horrid truth and descent that has crept up in the last century.

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It is apparent that you are intelligent and articulate, your work conveys both the emotion and integrity of your cause. It would have been interesting to see what you would have written on the topics of the turmoiled 60's, and how it sounded in a coffee shop read. It was a pleasure reading your work and I look forward to reading more of it :~)

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Carbon Muse

4 Years Ago

I have yet to find an elegant way of blushing on paper.

To be honest, I am genuinel.. read more
Carbon Muse

4 Years Ago

haha, don't attempt the character version of a heart on here ( Less than sign and 3 ), it cut's off .. read more
Bear

4 Years Ago

Ha! Ha! That is why I use the simple :~)



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A very thought provoking piece her CM, well written and emotional piece.

Posted 4 Years Ago


This poem speaks the truth and I hope everybody knows that, because that is us today. I want us to change, but human nature will not allow it for we cannot tell others what to do, because they do the opposite.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

It is apparent that you are intelligent and articulate, your work conveys both the emotion and integrity of your cause. It would have been interesting to see what you would have written on the topics of the turmoiled 60's, and how it sounded in a coffee shop read. It was a pleasure reading your work and I look forward to reading more of it :~)

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Carbon Muse

4 Years Ago

I have yet to find an elegant way of blushing on paper.

To be honest, I am genuinel.. read more
Carbon Muse

4 Years Ago

haha, don't attempt the character version of a heart on here ( Less than sign and 3 ), it cut's off .. read more
Bear

4 Years Ago

Ha! Ha! That is why I use the simple :~)
Ethics is a thing of the past I'm afraid. Perfectly worded in every verse.
you could use this to discibed very trade that has fallen to the way of corporate greed. Thanks for sharing
bill

Posted 4 Years Ago


Carbon Muse

4 Years Ago

That is so true... Even countries quibble over who's sin's are the greatest, each defending it's ow.. read more
"If the son of Adam was given a valley of gold, he will ask for another". Greed is an addictive behaviour if let it enter the heart.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Carbon Muse

4 Years Ago

Truer words has not been spoken... Not even institutions that are set up purely as non-profit organ.. read more
Insight

4 Years Ago

You are welcome.

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