Elements Of Kirk: Wall Wort Is Your Master

WALL WORT'S YOUR MASTER

Man has fought for years, just to be free;

Take these chains from me, just let me be;

I choose to take the high road, my future looks so bright;

As I follow my Intuition, it guides me through the night.

But, as I look around, not all is well down there;

People are still being told what to do, no willingness to share.

Not everyone has an Army, to protect us from the rage;

Of dominating forces, placing us into a cage...

So, the word is out, technology won;

Freedom to communicate, self-expression shall be done!

But wait...what's that in your hand;

Is this really...what you had planned?

A shiny new Smartphone, with the Internet, unlimited talk;

Play your games all day, play your jams everywhere you walk?

But there seems to be a hitch, in the promotional pitch;

That phone turns out to be nothing more, than a current sucking Bitch!

Now, your freedom's been taken by the Wall-Wort;

You hunt for Sockets, your Charge is short!

Now your Battery's dead, nothing more to be said;

That Phone rules you, and it needs to be Fed!

So, until you invest in an extra Power Cell;

You'll be searching all day, in wall socket Hell!

Look at what's become of a wall socket on plaster;

Might as well admit it, the Wall-Wort's Your Master!

Kirk Carter

4/18/2016

Elements Of Kirk