a poem by Priyadarshini

Oh! Computer you are a slave box,
but still you are a cunny fox.
Don’t you feel tired?
When men get retired.
We are crazy about you,
but we became lazy because of you.
God gave us mother,
and we gave you the motherboard.
God gave us manpower,
and we gave you the memory power.
We are the guest in this world,
but you are the host in this world.
Our life is in God’s hand,
but your life is in our hand.
We can see the world’s nest,
with the help of internet.
God gave us the nature,
and we gave you the future.