Oh, little idol, I mean smartdictive
Will you always be the glue
binding
our eyes, hands and heart?
Everywhere, eyes hooked on you,
Index finger and thumb go whirr, clack-clack!
In every queue, click-click
At every event, click-click
In the lavatory, click-click
While crossing the street, click-click
Behind the wheels, Ping-ping
Thirty-two shining.
“I am a work tool,” you said.
But do we have to work 2,47365?
Should we not leave you in the other room,
while we enjoy family time without a bossy buzz?
Now the day is over
Please don’t disturb
Quiet time. Father and I!
I am sorry, but you are not invited.
I declare
you will not use me. I will use you!
I hope this lasts a lifetime.
© 2024 Enobong O’wunmi.
