Invention’s Bane

The complicated devices by which our lives we live.
Devoid of personality-all take & little give.

None look past the watch’s face to see its complications.
Only seeing hands of time-not gears in their rotations.

We’ve traded dials, debate & books in aid of convenience.
Need’s no more invention’s womb, it’s labor wanting lenience.

Useful gadgets are quite the boon, if we retain our skill.
If we’re ignorant of the plow, we’ve nothing for the mill.

We love progress & so we should; it piques the pace of course.
But moves us closer to the end & further from our source.