this technopagan altar
laden with futuristic offerings
like tools channeling electricity
that we can command with our hands.
a cornucopia for the next millennium
stuffed of wires and cords
opens up for plentitude
and the whole world becomes luminous.
what call for celebration!
let the computer sing its tune!
sonic electronics dance across the sky
in this jubilant worldwide rave.
in the midst of this discovery
we lost ourselves to hands agog
of fervent children, eager explorers
lung-trusting cave divers
all on their own
of a cavernous concern
lean too far in and you will fall
a ghostly counsel to the past
my wise warning too late, alas!
now twenty years deep into this problem
dead diver corpses, hauled from the bottom
twenty years after an expedition gone rotten
let this tragedy never be forgotten