new world, disordered

we once had thoughts
now that is for naught
we once had ideas.
no need for them here.
we once had a dream
now that is video streamed
no need to create
with everything poured
onto our plates.
we once had occupations
now lost to
technomechanical
machinations
we once got off our
chairs...
we no longer go
anywhere.
these toys we created
to liberate us...
now they outdate us.
oh where is yesteryear..
gone forever,
i fear.