Ebb and flow;
our discontent boils over like
water bubbling over the edges
of a pot too small to contain,
too unprepared for change.

It has been this way
since the dawn of civilization,
as technology amplified pressure
and the water boils over:
printing press copies abound,
then radio waves redefines sound,
and television bridges common ground.

And it is with us,
the generation of I,
that we find a community spun
within the fiber optic lines,
where blood is bled on the
hash tags of tomorrow,
and our Facebook posts
garner numerous “likes”
to be shared through the
digital and mobile universes.