Cyborg (an acrostic poem)

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Can’t think back to the days when I was 100% human

You know, when I did everything without some sort of enhancement

Began with a set of glasses, then came the phones

Over time, virtual reality crept in complete with the ability to feel the matrix

Reality became distorted into something malleable with AI and social media saturation

Gaining an augmented suit and grafting it to your skin might be a step too far? Probably not.

Optics (an acrostic poem)

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Over the years, she realized her vision was deteriorating

Putting reading into the group of activities that were getting hard to do

That was a huge penalty to getting older

It made her mad at the universe for allowing this to happen, but to no avail

Collapsing her into a deep depression that echoed her depleting eyesight.

So it surprised everyone around her when she would not put on her damn glasses

Blur (an acrostic poem)

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Blinking, trying to bring it into focus, but fails

Leaving the image muddy and obscured

Unable to clarify what was happening, she put on her glasses

Realizing that being old was the only thing she could see clearly in the morning

Raise (an acrostic poem)

 

Remembering all that has been lost

As well as all that we have gained

It is times like these that balance looking forward and back

Seeing this particular snapshot in each of our lives

Entices us to lift our glasses in a toast.  Here’s to you, my reader.

 

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