I walk through a big store,

like walmart for instance,

they have big machines where you can scan products yourself,

don't they know that's what people are for?


that machine that moves heavy things,

it took something very important away,

what about the person who used to do the same,

where are they?


that computer telling you facts and all that,

that takes the place of where a tutor once sat,

where's the classroom and the students,

where are they at?


Where's the jobs we used to do,

when will they come back,

are these jobs gone for good,

people say technology will do a lot of good and "it would, it really would",

will more people start robbing you on the streets and heading towards the hood,




This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world


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