Digital this and digital that - A poem

The beauty of the sky.
Go see life and fly
The beauty of machines.
Glittering through the glass screens.

The sun shines down on everything.
The machine give fire to everyone.
Rays of light shine through a bird’s wing.
A torch so bright is viewed one by one.

Birds sing
Computers ring
Through the sky our cosmic chants
Heard by all animals and plants.

- 2019, Sergio Mata

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